Arrow Mirakuru

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.

The king is dead. The capital burns. And the last heir to the throne is running for her life. In the forests of one of the five great states, a boy raised in solitude lives unaware of the world… until an arrow and a scream change his fate. He knows nothing of castles or bloodlines, but when he sees a girl chased by bandits, instinct forces him to act. Unwittingly, he becomes the guardian of a secret that could alter the future of Argenmaris. And with it… an enemy to all who seek power. A tale of war, survival, and loyalty. When the king falls... the true battle begins.

Check BRIMFUL DEPRAVATION is my another ongoing work. Cover is "LIYURA". (Comment if you want other Character in the Cover) What happens when a calm and logical individual breaks his moral compass and civic ties?. What happens when an unstoppable monster doesn't care anymore about restraining himself?. The answer is simple. It doesn't matter. Especially if said restrictions are lifted after the calamity striked down the entire REALITY. That is what Marshack Reiker Bverxkka had to go through, learning in the process, that Mercy, is always mistaken as Weakness. However, his loss gave him a new array of possibilities, by reaching a higher REALITY. One where he doesn't have to worry about being the perfect individual everyone expected him to be. Because if he had been such individual, his story would be entirely different. Check Comments for Pictures. No Cheats (There is nothing unique for anyone) No Plot Armor (If they look dead, is because they probably are) No Vanilla Easy Life (There are ways around it, as it depends on your own perception) YES HAREM (This means the Women that are available to willingly fuck with the MCs, No romantic relationships involved, don't mix them up, is annoying) YES YURI (Read and understand or give a tap to the arrow back) YES Futa (Same as above) YES NTR (I don't care what you think, NTR is the genre, like Videogames, it doesn't matter what type, RTS, FPS, Platform, MOBA, it is still a Videogame, if you don't like it, I am sure you guess it already, tap the arrow back) Fights are divided in two, the Normal conflicts in which the characters can die and Turn Base Combat. TBC is what happens in Zones and Duels, people can't die there, and are mostly unfair. Just imagine any martial artist that has to withstand a punch simply because they cannot move away, dodge or block. English is not my first language, so, any mistake i made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.

Following the death of the emperor, the Astanian Empire plunged into chaos. His two sons both aiming for the throne caused a civil war that divided the empire. In the midst of this conflict, Alaric was forced into conscription. He later joined the crown prince’s army as a company commander. He led his 100-man army into battle, fiercely fighting with the hope of a better future. Unfortunately, he was just too weak to cause a ripple on the battlefield. A single arrow to the head shattered his hopes and he died without even a proper burial. Just when he thought that everything was over, he found himself back to his younger self with his memories intact. Armed with his knowledge of the future and a system that awakened his dormant powers, Alaric began his journey to overcome his fated demise. ~~~ Additional Tags: #Territory Management #Strong to Overpowered #Regression #War

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them. They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades. *Ding! You awakened a weapon system. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world. "You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle." "You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet." "You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb." Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system. *** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's current works: War Online, My Soul Card is a Reaper Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

In the year 2025, a curious linguist named Liam Routh discovers an ancient, untitled book hidden deep within the archives of a massive private library. Bound in leather and sealed with a forgotten symbol—a sun pierced by three arrows—the book claims to hold the true story of Kael of No-Name, a boy erased from his powerful family line over four thousand years ago. As Liam begins to read, the air shifts. The ink glows. And suddenly, he’s not just reading the story—he’s living it. Transported to a time of ruthless warlords, forgotten gods, and wild desert lands, Liam follows the audacious journey of Kael: a castaway prince turned rebel dreamer who escapes his tyrannical bloodline to forge a kingdom of laughter, love, and freedom in a land untouched by empire. With a band of misfits by his side—including a drunk who thinks he’s royalty, a seductive thief, and a spear-wielding queen—Kael dares to challenge fate, conquer chaos, and rewrite history. But kingdoms built on ideals are often the first to be tested by war.

A deep voice yelled behind her, "Get the rogue!" "Don't let her escape!" When Astra jumped over a downed tree, her bare feet hit the cold ground. There were leaves and sticks in her long, dark hair as it whipped around her face. She couldn't stop. When thieves were caught by pack wolves, they usually died. She kept going even though it hurt her side to run so fast. She had learned one thing from being chased for ten years: never stop when they're close. "I see her!" Another arrow flew by, this time brushing her arm. Astra bit her lip to keep from crying out. Blood trickled down her arm, but she couldn't worry about that now. The smell would make it easy for them to track her, though. Up ahead was a river. If she could just reach it, she might be able to hide her smell. Astra pushed her tired legs harder, ignoring the pain shooting through her body. Astra, the daughter of the Alpha, went rogue ten years ago after the mysterious death of her sister, Lyra. Forced to live as a slave, she never imagined that on her 18th birthday, she would discover that her mate was none other than the feared Alpha of the strongest pack, Alaric. But their bond is far from simple. As she struggles to win his heart and gain the pack’s acceptance, the return of a woman she thought was dead will force Astra to confront the dark secrets of her past. With enemies hiding in plain sight and a prophecy that could destroy everything, Astra must fight not only for love but for her very survival.

In this modern mythological tale, Dhruv, an unsuspecting mortal, finds himself in Vaikuntha, questioning whether this is truly the end of his journey. Instead of peace, he meets a mysterious man in a suit, who ultimately reveals that Dhruv cannot enter heaven due to "arrows of regret"—a metaphor for his unfulfilled purpose. Offered a chance to return to Earth for 90 days to make amend. Upon accepting the deal, Dhruv embarks on a chaotic and humorous journey through the underworld, meeting Yamaraj, the god of death, and Gorgo, a nervous demon with horns, who comically reacts to Dhruv's presence as though he's a harbinger of disaster. As Dhruv navigates the strange, labyrinthine bureaucracy of the underworld and the daunting task of creating a "happy ending" for himself. With gods in disguise, reluctant demon assistants, and divine missions laced with humor, Dhruv's journey becomes one of discovering the true meaning of life, death, and purpose.

Betrayed by his own family, Prince Praxis is ambushed by a group of assassins. They strike him with arrows, cut him with daggers, and incinerate his limbs. As he slowly bleeds out to death, he vows to avenge this betrayal. A demon hears his rage and begins whispering to him. It offers him revenge and unbelievable powers, but in exchange for his body. With nothing left to lose, Praxis makes the deal with the demon. He loses consciousness as the demon laughs maniacally. Praxis wakes up, transported to a place he could never even think of being stuck in, Hell. Realizing he's been fooled by the demon, Praxis begins a journey to gain unimaginable strength to kill both his imperial family and the demon.

[Paused!] "Swords? Who wants to learn swordmanship? I want to be an Archer!" Yugong answered when the cultivator, who had just abducted recruited him, asked him whether he wanted to join his sect and become a swordsman. Embarrassed yet still unwilling to give in, the cultivator finally didn't take Yugong as a disciple but invited him into the sect, hoping to hone his will before accepting him as a disciple. Yugong, a reincarnated archery obsessed Olympic watcher, one who has even learned Archery rituals, refused to follow the path of those around him and instead created his own cultivation! He learned the bow, wielded the arrow and hunted beasts across all realms! Later, he became the renown Immortal Hunter, Divine Hunter and Primordial Hunter! ___ Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/luninu Discord: https://discord.gg/yj46BZ8TkH

Laws exist to create causes. Arcons exist to govern those laws. And the beings within it exists to streanthen those laws. But what does a Catalyst do? Or a Dark Star? They break the very thing called 'Laws'.Entities that both have the right to exist and not exist at the same time. Tied to the world, yet defying the very regulations set by the Arcons themselves. But what happens when a Catalyst becomes an Arcon? It doesn't bring chaos. It doesn’t destroy the world. It brings change. Kairos, a mana-less outcast, rose to the top as the strongest Aura user in history. Fate, however, was cruel. The cage they believed was protecting them turned out to be their prison. He died—alongside the pillars of the continent. It’s said Fate never acts unjustly. So, it gave them a second chance. It gave him a second chance—regressing Kairos back to the beginning. But there was something different about this world. Join Kairos as he rewrites the very laws that govern magic—unaware that the entire history of the world is intertwined with his fate. --- "Ah, one fireball isn’t enough? That’s fine—I'll make ten!" "I see. One enchantment isn't enough? Then how about ten?" "Wait… I can even clone myself?" "One arrow not doing the job? How about a hundred?" --- Tags #OVERPOWEREDFROMTHESTART #FROMWEAKLINGTOMONSTER #HAREM?(MAYBE) #ROMANCE #MAGICACADEMY #DEMONS #DRAGONS #ELVES #MULTIPLETIMELINES #R18+ Moon_Granade

Swords slashing through skin, battle cries filled the air as the two armies waged war against themselves,the earth soaking in their blood. A woman cried out,"Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt my-". But before she could finish, her head was brutally severed off. The soldiers surged into the homes of the commoners, dragging each and every one of them to their own deaths. Innocent Citizens Admist the chaos, a woman held a poor and dirty looking five-year-old child dearly in her arms as she fled for dear life. She patted her head gently with a whisper,"Don't worry, my child. We'll be safe". The little girl in her arms watched as her entire town was being destroyed in the bloody massacre. Livestock escaping for shelter, the tables at the market were overthrown and the town square was thrown in great pandemonium. The emperor,who had led the war sat proudly and triumphantly on his horse, smiling wickedly at the Duke's head which was hung high on the wall. He shouted,"Raze down the entire city of the rebels. Nothing with breath should be left alive". Swords clashing, clubs clanging and agonizing cries were heard. A soldier gazed at the fleeing woman and thundered,"Don't let her escape ". Hearing this, the woman ran even faster. "They're coming for us. They're coming for us ". She dropped the child in the nearby bush and said,"Stay quiet and live on. You must not die. Promise me that". The little girl nodded with her big eyes and remained quiet. Soon eno,the soldiers caught up with the woman and without wasting time, an arrow was pierced into her heart. The child watched with stinging tears as her mother fell lifelessly to the ground. Another soldier pointed out,"She was holding a child. Find the child and kill". The little girl held her breath and closed her eyes but she was never found. After a while, a bomb set off and althe entire city was caught in flames. The child fell to the ground due to the impact and lost consciousness, with little flames by her side. After the fire had died down and the troop had retreated, a man with well-hidden face walked stealthily in the town, searching for war survivors. He stumbled across the little frame and gently placed his fingers around her neck, checking for pulse. He breathed out in relief,"Atleast a survivor". The child opened her eyes slowly to look at the man whose face was hidden except his eyes. He patted her head as he squat beside her,"Do you have a name?" "Zhang Li" came the weak reply. "Well, Zhang Li, from today, you'll live with me". The man said and with that, he carried her onto his back and out of the ruins left of the city. As Zhang Li gazed at the land and the scattered bodies with her tear-striken face, she made her first unconsciously into a ball. She asked inwardly,"Why?Everyone's dead". As young as she was, she mentally swore revenge on those responsible for the slaughter. But will she be able to carry out that revenge when she finds herself inlove with the crown prince? Will she set her feelings aside or will she be blinded by love and settle for peace instead?

I swear to you—though winds may howl, Though earth may crack and heavens scowl— No tide shall break me, no pyre consume, While my blood runs, no doom shall loom. If wolves surround us, teeth like knives, If hope is ash and fear survives, Then let the dark come—I’ll be the spark, The shield, the sword, the arrow’s arc. Clench your fists. Don’t look away. The night is long, but not the day. This oath is written, not in dust— In bone. In fire. In sacred trust. So when the last light trembles, small, When mountains shake and ramparts fall, Know this: I’ll stand where shadows pour— I keep my vows… or burn no more.

Once a wretched outcast, Andreas is reborn as Elaraion, wielding the ancient Bow of Affection—a weapon capable of twisting hearts to his will. From the nuke of his heart to throne of Aethelgard, he'll charm princesses, command loyal armies, and even dream of siring a dragon with his golden arrows. But as his power grows, so does the twisted web of love, lust, and betrayal he weaves. Now, gods who hated Eros, the wielder of the past power has felt his presence and sees his hubris and they have come to stop him. Can Elaraion conquer a kingdom or will his brazen manipulation of desire ignite a godly wrath that even his forbidden arrows cannot withstand? The lines between love and obsession, power and damnation, blur with every shot.

Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."

Flamebound: The Magic Archer of Lioria Kip Rivers had nothing left. Grief-stricken and adrift after the death of someone he loved, he spent his days alone in the woods behind his late uncle’s cabin—until a single arrow changed everything. Summoned without warning to the mysterious world of Lioria, Kip awakens in a twisted forest teeming with monsters, magic, and ancient secrets. With only his bow, his instincts, and a strange, burning mark seared into his skin, he’s thrust into a deadly trial that awakens a forgotten class: the Magic Archer. Now bound to a power he doesn’t understand, Kip must navigate a vast and brutal world—one ruled by kingdoms on the brink of war, shadowed by monstrous rifts, and shaped by a system that rewards growth... but only through bloodshed. But Kip didn’t come here to play hero. He came here to survive. As whispers stir of an outsider with fire in his veins and a bow that bends the laws of magic, Kip will face trials that push him to his limits—and choices that could decide the fate of empires. In Lioria, every step forward is earned. And every arrow loosed may change the world.

Betrayed by blood. Killed by kin. Seven years of war couldn’t break King Kai, but a single arrow and the treachery of his brother and sister did. Dragged from the battlefield to the very court he once ruled, Kai is executed in cold blood. But death was never the end.

Feared across the continent as the Bloody Duke of the South, Lucien Valecrest brought the empire to its knees in a decade-long war of rebellion. Cold, cunning, and charming in the most terrifying way, he carved a path through nobles and kings alike—until the arrow struck his heart in the emperor’s throne room. He died laughing… and then woke up ten years earlier. Now armed with a mind sharpened by war, secrets of traitors yet to act, and a forbidden blood magic only he can wield, Lucien sets his gaze on a single goal: do it all again, but better. Smarter. Faster. Bloodier. But there's a problem. Love. Specifically, them—the future enemies, allies, and pawns he once manipulated or murdered... who now keep catching his interest in all the wrong ways. A sharp-tongued baroness immune to his fear tactics. A priestess hiding a darker side. A loyal knight far too noble for her own good. And the one woman he swore he'd never fall for again. He may be a villain, but this time? He’s falling. And it’s ruining everything.

On a sunny day, on the border between Summer and Autumn, Lauriel was sitting among the snowy white clouds. He was sprawled on his back, leaning comfortably on the fluffy clouds as his feet were hanging. Maybe someone else in his position would take time to marvel at the scenery. Lauriel completely disregarded the way sunshine was breaking around him, creating translucent colors and lights, and the precipitous height that allowed him to observe the world stretched beneath him. Some might say it was because he was arrogant and too self-observed to pay attention, but it wasn't true. On some other day, he would pay attention or enjoy it, but not on this one. Lauriel was an avid reader and often times you could find him immersed in a book or in a search of a tome. This particular time, he was reading a beautiful book made out of pure white pages and most perfect ink. The covers had a beautiful handmade painting depicting a single tear falling into a river, yet just from a single glance, one could think that what he was holding was a river, as it seemed as if it was flowing, until it finally disappeared into golden edges, whose only job was to capture it from disappearing from the covers. One might take joy just from looking at it, which was the reason why Lauriel was holding the said book, but after one looked at his expression, it seemed as if it was a huge steaming pile of shit. His light grey eyes were glaring at the lines he was following, mouth hanging open as his features were twisted into a disgustingly appalled expression. Next second, Lauriel closed the book with a snap and yelled in frustration as he threw the book as far away as he could - the book flew over the clouds, which left its perfect covers wet from accumulated water, but it didn't stay wet as it kept flying through the air like an arrow, accumulating more speed the further it went, as a small airplane, with its pages rustling like leaves until finally, it landed into a volcano. Lauriel dashed through the clouds towards his house, his dazzling white cape hanging off his shoulders, as a loud bang could be heard, followed by a shriek nearby. "Can you please stop throwing all the books you do not like into a volcano, Lauriel my dear?!" sounded a slightly annoyed female voice. Lauriel turned on his heel, his expression still annoyed, and appeared right next to a black-haired woman. Her back was slender, turned towards him as she was looking in the distance where an erupting volcano could be spotted. Her black eyes stared into the distance, as her thin lips were twisted into a line. "I will not. They don't deserve a better fate, Miki. You should have read this, this....." Lauriel paused mid-fit, as he was trying to find a proper word to depict it vividly to Miki. "Abhorrence." he finished.

After knowing of his unrequited love with Gwendolyn Son, Lorenzo Choi with his friends impulsively went into a pub that recently opened to unwind and distract him from his one-sided heartbreak. Instead, he was welcomed by the overly familiar Eros who claimed to be the owner of the pub. Lorenzo expects to get home with bruises and a headache but what he brought home was beyond what he expected. A bow and a dozen of arrows. Not to mention, a letter from… Cupid? The Cupid? No one must know and he cannot say about it. What is it, inside the letter?

"The five heroes will be born from the shadow of the stars." It was a prophecy written hundreds of years ago. No one knew what it meant, and no one really cared. But in a world that was on the brink of destruction, a hero was needed. The Empire announces the arrival of five new heroes who bring joy to the whole realms. They would be the saviors— the five stars. The light of the realm. But are they really the heroes? A man sneered from within the shadows.

Forget Me Not A modern myth made in memory, longing, and love that refuses to die quietly. Somewhere between dusk and dawn, where time folds and the sky forgets its color, a boy once made of starlight stood beneath Earth's atmosphere and forgot why he ever feared the rain. Roses bloomed without sunlight. Wishes were folded into pillowcases. And Eros watched. He always watched. Two figures strolled through the courtyard below, fingers brushing, not quite ready to hold. They didn't notice the god above them. They never did. But he saw it all-every stolen glance, every unsent message, every soft pause before saying "good night." Earth was a mess of carefree laughter and unanswered questions. Of motel rooms, café dates, and awkward silences over half-drunk wine. But it was also where love bloomed up quietly in broken places, like a seed beneath winter soil. Maybe that's why he stayed. Not to fix anyone. Not to play god. But to understand why, even after it all-humans still believed in falling. And sometimes, when the night was especially quiet, he forgot he had wings. Especially when she walked by- Her green, weary eyes and a voice like a fading memory, as if, somewhere, once, she had known how to break his heart with treachery. This is not a romcom. Featuring Jeon Jungkook of BTS as Eros De Luca and Min Yoongi of BTS as Silas Virelios @cigarobrews. All Rights Reserved. 2025.

Pela primeira vez em sua vida, Arrow se sentiu sortudo, pois ele foi transferido para o "Instituto Santa Guerra" o maior e mais patrocinado centro educacional do mundo. Mas logo ele se surpreenderia com a dura e selvagem realidade desse lugar. Sem ter mais escolha, ele decide ficar mais forte e sobre nesse ambiente voraz.

This is my own story It's the smallVille universe and the arrow verse and Lucifer season two together but I will be changing a few characters to match the arrow verse but I am keeping most of the small Ville universe and all the characters in Lucifer of in my maze half angel half demon and Trixie is Lucifer daughter and maze half sister to i'll explain more in the story and Jimmy is alive Only other stories on this super supergirl and flash and arrow

"My parents were dead by the time I woke up. Green slime crept up the walls. The only reason I knew the shapeless, pulsing mass on the bed had once been my parents was the ring on a half-dissolved finger. I couldn’t even tell whose it was. The rest was an oozing, orange blob, spilling over the mattress toward me." The kingdom of PrideFall is rotting from the inside out—its castle swallowed by slime, its leaders vanished or dead, and its people clinging to cults and whispers of divine wrath. Fee, a reckless forest rogue with a smart mouth and sharper arrows, just wanted to loot some ruins and keep moving. Lancelot, a worn-down knight with a broken past and too much honor for his own good, is trying to hold together what little hope remains. Together, they patrol a dying kingdom that’s spiraling into something... unnatural. In a land where faith is fractured and truth is buried under black ooze, two unlikely allies must choose: save what’s left… or burn it all down. Inspired by the mobile game-Realm Defense I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

In his past life, Lin Feng was nothing but a pawn, betrayed and trashed, watching everything he cherished crumble around him. His bitter end came in the virtual world of 'Era,' at the hands of his nemesis, Wang Kai, and the dominant Shadow Temple guild. But fate, or something more, intervened. He awoke. Not in the ruined future, but years in the past, just days before 'Era' launched. Armed with a decade of future knowledge – every hidden quest, every exploit, every powerful drop location – he steps back into the game. But this time, he's not just a seasoned veteran. Completing a forgotten early task, he awakens the Apex Arrow God System. This isn't a balanced system. It's a cheat code woven into reality: [Crit Barrage]: Land a critical hit, and his attack speed explodes. No upper limit. Witness an impossible torrent of arrows, a storm of pure damage that annihilates everything in its path. [Attribute Unbound]: With each system level, one of his core stats – Strength, Agility, Constitution, Spirit, Luck – shatters its cap, allowing boundless growth, making him infinitely stronger, faster, tougher, luckier than any player or monster could ever be. Watch as Lin Feng, now the Archer 'Arrow God,' leverages foreknowledge and god-tier abilities to leave the entire gaming world in the dust. He solos dungeons others can't even enter, hoards wealth that dwarfs empires, and gathers the loyal comrades who stood by him before. He builds the Dawn Guild, a beacon of hope and an unstoppable

Li Quanqing traveled through the world of immortal cultivation and became a family fisherman. He started out with a 20-acre fish pond. Unexpectedly, every time he harvested spiritual fish, he could get a light ball reward. [Harvest an adult big black carp and get a low-grade water arrow talisman as a reward! ] [Harvest an adult iron-bone crab and get the "Gengjin Sword Art" as a reward! ] [Harvest an adult longevity turtle and get the turtle longevity pill as a reward, extending life by 20 years! ] ... From then on, Li Quanqing watched the ups and downs of the world and the changing situation. He just wanted to raise fish and become an immortal in peace. Until thousands of years later, a certain water-virtue immortal turned out, shook the immortal realm, and covered the sky with one hand. "Since the Milky Way is also a river, is it okay for me to use it to raise fish?"

“The Arrow Code” is a dark, adventurous thriller following the journey of hacker Liam Crow—known in the cyber world as “Arrow.” From 2010 to 2025, he wages a relentless war against global corruption, drug cartels, human trafficking, and deceitful media. Alongside his allies—fearless journalist Anya Wolf, brilliant coder Daniel Otieno, and his steadfast friend Priya Sharma—Liam exposes powerful corporations one by one. But every hack comes at a price: loss, guilt, and the ever-looming threat of IronLock, a merciless team of cyber-hunters. Blending dry humor, philosophy, and raw emotion, the novel explores the cost of truth, love, and freedom in the digital age. Like a modern Robin Hood, Liam wields code instead of a bow—fighting not for glory, but to restore hope to the oppressed.

[ Participating on WSA 2025! ] A streamer who died during his gaming stream gets transmigrated to a game he died on. With his second chance to live, he will survive at all cost to cherish the chance given to him. The Class he chose? The Archer. [ Hello! This is BrightestShinyStar, also known as Sirius. Welcome to my first novel posted in WebNovel! I hope you enjoy reading! ]

"Their Bloodlust is Insatiable. But Ours... Ours Will Be Greater. Our Bows and Arrows will Pierce their Hearts! Our Swords will Sever their Heads! And Our Hope and Courage will Give them Fear! Mother! Give Us the Power of Starving Wolves! We are Hunters! We are Warriors! WE ARE REAPERS!!!" These are the words every Reaper lives by, Human teenagers from the ages of 16 to 22 who have died during the Month of Harvest. They are brought back as something far beyond Human. Reapers fight to protect Humanity from the creatures of Darkness. Monsters, Demons, Cryptids, Mythic Tales, and much more. Samuel Reyes, an orphaned boy at the age of 10 was adopted by the Pendragon family. He's often by himself, reading books or writing poems. Ever since he was a kid, he's had fascination for Tornadoes and the Wind. To him there is no Right Way or Wrong Way. The only thing you can try and do... is move forwards, over the wall of fallen birds and create your own Fate from it. "Dirty Hands Never Fade." NOTE: This is a remake of Karitori: Kuragari, it's longer, with better writing, and I also know what the fuck I wanna do with it. Read Kuragari if ya want. Also uh, we got a subreddit now so go check that out if you want.