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Tuesdays With You ! AKA-Miraii

Dans un lycée où les journées se suivent et se ressemblent, Yu Hashibara et Yka Komichi, deux amis d'enfance, naviguent entre cours, amitiés et rêves encore flous. Yu, discret et rêveur, passe son temps à écrire. Fasciné par les mots, il aspire à devenir un écrivain reconnu, mais ses textes restent enfermés dans un monde qui lui est propre, loin des émotions profondes que recherchent les éditeurs. Yka, à l'inverse, est extravertie et toujours prête à encourager les autres, même si elle-même manque de confiance en ses propres écrits. Sous le pseudonyme d'Aky Michiko, elle écrit en secret mais évite soigneusement le sujet de l'amour, en a-t-elle peur ? Tout bascule lorsque Yu est sélectionné pour un prestigieux concours d'écriture. Son éditeur lui lance un défi inattendu : écrire une histoire d'amour capable de toucher le cœur des lecteurs. Mais il y a un problème. Yu ne comprend rien à l'amour. Et Yka non plus. Dans une tentative de relever ce défi ensemble, ils se lancent dans une quête improbable : observer, analyser et peut-être même expérimenter ce sentiment insaisissable. Entre discussions maladroites, situations imprévues et révélations troublantes, ils vont peu à peu se confronter à ce qu'ils cherchaient à éviter depuis toujours. Mais alors qu'ils explorent l'amour à travers les autres, ne risquent-ils pas de découvrir des vérités qu'ils n'étaient pas prêts à affronter... sur eux-mêmes ?
nohansophie · 301 Views

Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep. ========== Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VjFQtDUaTR
The_One_Who_Was · 1.4M Views

The Monster King's Legacy

After being diagnosed with a rare terminal illness, all Lance could do was wait for his death, unable to move as he lay on the hospital bed for months. In his last moments, all he wished for is another chance at life, so he can live, but fate plays a fast one on him. Shortly after death, Lance wakes up in the middle of a gruesome massacre and battle between two goblin tribes. At the end of the skirmish, Lance is captured by the female goblin tribe, and just when he was about to lose everything again, he makes a promise to lead the goblins to victory. Out of desperation, they agree, and later on, Lance becomes an unsuspecting leader of a goblin tribe as a human. Now, surrounded by unsuspecting goblin beauties, Lance vows to life a fulfilling life in this new world while leading his people to prosperity! ... A/N: Hey, dear reader... read the book, you'll love it. There will be lemons as always, just not with the same intensity and frequency as my last book. I plan to focus more on the story and relationships than flavour scenes at every turn. Though the main character is not a villain type, he isn't a goodie two shoes either. No Rape. No NTR. No Yuri. No Netori. I plan to write something where the MC's harem aren't just brainless meat sacks, but actually impact the story and the MC. Read the book, you'll love it! Also, this is my discord server link:- https://discord.com/invite/Rjfy3Rkgwt The server is rather inactive for the time being, but please, do join let's turn it into a thriving space.
ZombieMann · 1.1M Views

Villain : Conquest

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis (Narrated by Deadpool’s Chaotic Cousin Who Forgot to Take Their Meds): Alright, gather ‘round, folks! Let me spin you a tale so dark it’ll make your therapist retire. Picture this: Yours truly was just another fancy-pants “man of culture” on a serial killer’s hit list—because apparently, collecting rare books and quoting Nietzsche makes you a target. Who knew? (Spoiler alert: I died. Surprise!) But death? Nah, that’s just the opening act. Instead of sweet oblivion, I woke up knee-deep in Saint’s Odyssey—a fantasy novel I once tossed into my “dumpster fire of bad writing” pile. Think Game of Thrones meets Saw, but with more existential dread. And guess what? I’m not the dashing hero. Nope. I’m the guy the author conveniently labeled “Villain.” Cool, right? (Cue jazz hands.) But hold onto your chimichangas, because this “hero”? Oh, he’s a masterpiece of hypocrisy. Smiles like a Disney prince, stabs like a back-alley surgeon. His grand plan? Wipe out half the world because reasons. Classic hero logic! Meanwhile, the gods are upstairs chugging ambrosia and betting on our suffering. Adorable!!!. Well, newsflash, Olympus—I’m hijacking this plot. Reborn with a vendetta and a PhD in chaos, I’m not here to play nice. Rules? Burn ‘em. Heroes? Crush ‘em. World domination? Duh!. This ain’t a redemption arc; it’s a blood-soaked takeover tour. Think Machiavelli with a splash of Joker and a side of espresso. They call me ruthless? Damn right. I’ll out-scheme the schemers, out-betray the traitors, and maybe burn a kingdom or two for aesthetic. The hero thinks he’s pulling strings? Sweetheart, I’m the puppetmaster—and I just cut the threads. Every battle’s a chess move, every ally a pawn, and the board? Oh, it’s dripping in red. And hey, let’s laugh while we’re at it. Ever seen a “chosen one” trip over his own halo? Poetic. Ever roasted a god so hard they literally combust? (Working on it.) This world’s a joke, and I’m the punchline—delivered with a knife. So buckle up, buttercups. The script’s flipped, the crown’s mine, and if the heroes cry about “morals”? Tell ‘em to write a Yelp review. This villain’s rewriting destiny—one corpse at a time. TL;DR: Death was my warm-up. Now? I’m here to conquer, crack jokes, and maybe commit some light treason. World, meet your new overlord. Resistance is hilarious . Hahahahaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)
Lone_Raut_ · 767.8K Views

Alone WITH; The Absolute Divinity

This is an exploration of God’s autonomous perspective on why it is he made the conscious decision to make light first specifically, as well as the relationship we can decode that he yearns to have with us and we should have visa versa whether mutual or not through reverse engineering his honest decisions, even if there is the possibility to have the honest decision to lie, but regardless of the consequences of God having His own free will just as we have been given by Him, we need to know the reality of the situation, not just judge possibilities. As for where that ability to judge comes from, even in the case of God being the personification the ability to judge and taking the rule of ultimate judge as a result, these perceptions are only possible if part of consciousness itself, which we can safely assume is one of the main building blocks of God in some sort of way to put it bluntly (I’m not going to bother with semantics and considerations, I’m not a politician nor a debater, I just want to be efficient in my explorations), so God too must also follow the rules of objective morality/Grace, as for the potential of any consciousness being Holy or Unholy, which is what we would categorise being the on the side of a benevolent God or Satan which counts as an Anti-God. A quote from Socrates has stuck with me not because I dogmatically assert it to be true, but it is the closest description of the truth of the situation for what right question to ask: “What came first, God or morality?”, and that is why I am trying to figure out that our hope for a benevolent God would be good and the salvation of the human heart through faith to conduct our view of existence in the diagnosis of reality from the perspective that God is benevolent is a net positive, it’s still not the same as a proven truth. You could argue that truth for the sake of truth doesn’t matter if ultimately our experience of life is better with faith in our hopes being the reality, but if it isn’t the reality, there is more than just spiritual freedom that needs to be accounted for, but also physical freedom. If your heart is in the right place but YOU aren’t where you actually want to be, then hope that the potential future is out there somewhere is worth striving for and make happen, rather than convince yourself that it’s already here when it ISN’T. So, let’s get to exploring, and understand more about existence as a whole along the way, treating religion like a science AS WELL. [I miss someone I haven’t even met yet, and I want to chase this feeling in a real way without just contemplation forever, but for now, let’s figure out what direction to go in.] PS, whatever the name you give God, in the end God is God, so if I say anything that you disagree with within the doctrine of your religion, please understand that what I care about more than even God himself is Morality. Let’s not lose ourselves with the dogmas of ‘necessary evil’, because if God is benevolent as we all hope to be the case, He would never rely on the such tactics through people, the God I worship is the benevolent potential, regardless of if the real one always with His freewill as consciousness itself can also choose to do things unfairly, for the ultimate judge is not one who monopolises The Word of objective morality among other things, but by being subservient/humble to it. This is at least why Christ said “I do not care if you blaspheme against me or The Father, so long as you don’t Blaspheme against The Holy Spirit. That is the only sin that is unforgivable.” (I’m paraphrasing, so do your own research, and like I said, try to do your best to look at this through the lens of a devoid of intentions, even if the origin of these intentions are educated illegedly by the written Word in any physical representation of the fulfilled potential in the material world of that spirit being personified, printed in a book, captured in art but logically associated… Remember, the church is within.)
WeAreBlank18 · 2.7K Views

Eclipsed By Fate : Zyra and Kieran The Fated Mates

Synopsis: A war-torn kingdom. A prophecy lost to time. A fate neither of them can escape. Zyra Valeris was meant to die. Marked at birth by an ancient curse, she was abandoned to the shadows, her existence erased by those who feared what she might become. But fate had other plans. The night the blood moon rises, Zyra’s dormant powers awaken, and with them, a bond she cannot sever—one that ties her to Kieran Duskbane, the ruthless Shadow King. Kieran has ruled the kingdom of Noctis with an iron will, his name whispered in fear. Cursed by the gods and bound to darkness, he swore never to take a mate—until Zyra crashes into his world, a storm of fire and defiance, awakening a primal hunger he cannot control. The prophecy speaks of a queen who will either save or destroy the world. As war brews and old enemies rise, Zyra and Kieran must decide: fight their fate or embrace the connection that could either break them… or make them unstoppable. But fate is cruel, and love has never been more dangerous. ------- Context: Zyra has just awakened her celestial fire for the first time while trying to escape Kieran. But the moment their bond activates, everything changes. ------- Excerpt: The night bled red. Zyra’s breath came in ragged gasps, her hands trembling as golden fire licked up her arms. The earth beneath her feet cracked from the force of her awakening magic. She had never felt power like this—searing, endless, alive. But she was not alone. A dark presence loomed behind her, and when she turned, her entire body locked in place. Kieran Duskbane. The Shadow King stood mere feet away, his gaze locked onto her with something between fury and hunger. Midnight tendrils of darkness coiled around him like living smoke, shifting as though eager to swallow her whole. The moment their eyes met, the world shuddered. A force—ancient and inescapable—snapped into place between them. Heat ignited beneath Zyra’s skin, foreign and all-consuming. She staggered, clutching her chest, where an invisible thread now tied her to the man before her. His expression darkened. “No.” His voice was raw, almost furious. “This isn’t possible.” Zyra’s vision blurred as pain lanced through her body, a tidal wave of emotions that were not hers. Rage. Hunger. Longing. Him. “No,” he growled again, as if denying fate itself. But it was too late. The bond had sealed. And in that moment, Zyra knew two undeniable truths: She was bound to the most dangerous man in existence. And no matter how hard she fought… she would never escape him. ---
Cuteping27 · 8.2K Views

The Ring Of Consistency

As the author of this book I should give a fair warning: the first chapters are a scam!! Okay, let me explain. The character that you most likely think is the protagonist, is not the protagonist. Why? Honestly, idk, I just felt like doing it. Makes the story feel more realistic and approachable because every character is worth something. The story follows a male lead, Ju Min-Jung, who at one point in his life was a normal middle-aged man from Korea. He gets transmigrated to a world called Einar as Lychipher Klein in which becoming quote-unquote a "god", is not just possible, but relatively common. Years have gone by in a flash and Lychipher has enjoyed a simple and laid-back life, going by the nickname of Whiskey. The story starts when a contracted guild summons the lovecraftian inspired eldritch entity known as Dietrich, which fragmented itself into several variants born from chosen women. The fragments each have the distinct feature of white hair and can be released when the variant is killed. When all the variants are killed each fragment will be fused allowing Dietrich to form in Einar. This quickly escalates into family feuds, mystery, mystism and the occult. Questions emerge perpetually the instant one is answered, mysterious forces are at work pulling the strings behind closed curtains and fate seems to be the greatest for of all.... What to expect: Firstly is the world of Einar. It's a world entirely fictional so don't try to wrap your head around the timeline because I honestly just smashed several themes that I liked together. Originally, I chose for late 16th century baroque and renaissance, but later I also added elements of the western victorian era, the wild west and more. Now the next thing to expect is probably not something you'll appreciate much, and that is slow pacing. I know, I know —you're probably screaming "whyyy!?". But it's best for the story to play out the way it should, ya' know- instead of rushing it. Besides, going for a mysterious factor demands slow pacing because otherwise the mystery is short-lived.
AlwaysCautious_7021 · 3.4K Views

The Eyes of Laceration

“Kuha!” I gasped and backed away, plunging out my lance out of ‘Amaranth’s’ chest. Blood seeped out of my mouth in quite literally deathly amounts. But I did not waver, I might be close to dying, my body is collapsing, but my will isn’t. “Major… no, Kiera.” I spoke, although barely. “Always remember; there are no victors in war, only survivors with scars.” My knees buckled, and I fell to one. “Also, write it on my tombstone: …” I struggled and stood back up again. Coughing up blood, I glared unto the now heavily injured Omega class with hate so pure, passion instilled, and commitment to burn. “… on the day of December 31st, year 2060, Harbinger of Humanity’s Ordinance, died with badassery, slaying a god.” For a good 5 seconds, I was met with silence before I received an answer. “…Alright. I will make sure. Now go and kick its ass.” A deep sigh resounded in my ears. I smirked, for one final attack, I let my Exsia run rampant and uncontrolled. Amaranth glared at me with contempt as it also began to prepare its final attack. “Arrogant human, I admit that you posses sufficient might to harm me. But you fall short from killing me, feel the wrath of heaven, be torn asunder repeatedly again!” A giant sword of pure crimson energy appeared behind it as I felt the Exsia fluctuations from it. Again, white flames burst out from my frame, burning to its brightest state. “A star is most brilliant before its death, heaven may fall, but I stand tall: BERNSTEIN!!!” I shouted, as I lunged forward unto the devastating attack in front of me, capable of leveling entire countries, but my attack did not waver and a bright white light engulfed my vision, taking me into its embrace. Then I heard a gentle whispering voice. [What would you wish for if you could live your life again?]
Nakamura_Shun · 3.9K Views

PHEPHISA(The nightmares that happen in daylight-)

Phephisa is a gripping and thought-provoking novel that delves into the intricate web of mental health, trauma, love, and resilience. When a seemingly perfect life begins to unravel, trauma re-merges exposing the sinister underbelly of exploitation and abuse. As the protagonist navigates her own struggles with anxiety, depression, and childhood trauma, she finds herself entangled in a dangerous world where exploitation and manipulation lurk. With each step, she must confront the shadows of her past and the harsh realities of being a woman. This powerful debut novel sheds light on: 1. The silent struggles of mental health. 2. The resilience of survivors. 3. The underbelly of exploitation Through raw emotion and unflinching honesty, Phephisa urges readers to confront the darkness, seek help, and support those affected by trauma and exploitation. My goal is to spark empathy and understanding, rather than provide a factual account. I encourage readers to explore reputable sources for a deeper understanding of this critical issue. Note: Certain quotes, phrases, and references throughout this book are attributed to various online sources, memes, and cultural phenomena. Where possible, original authors have been credited. However, some sources may remain uncredited due to lack of attribution or anonymity. Trigger Warning: This novel addresses mature themes, including mental health struggles. Some scenes may be triggering or disturbing. Please read with caution and prioritize your emotional well-being.
Dipuleng_Charlene · 528 Views
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