Arrow Watching Arrow

Li Che had transmigrated and, after living nineteen ordinary years, he opted to accept his fate, marrying and having children, striving to support his family. But the moment his daughter was born.... Through his daughter, he rose in status, and his life was no longer ordinary. ... With his daughter’s safe birth, you gained a Dao Fruit, "Immortal Artisan". When his daughter turned one, safe and sound, you gained the Dao Fruit "Dragon Elephant Vajra". At his daughter's age of two, free from illness and disaster, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Pure Heart". By the time his daughter was three, lively and clever, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Chess Saint". His daughter was four, five, six years old.... ... Li Che discovered that with each passing year of his daughter’s age, he could condense a Dao Fruit to enhance himself. From then on, Li Che harbored a simple and unpretentious wish. A Dao Fruit a year, quietly safeguarding longevity. As a father, he only wished... Starting from the warmth of his wife and child by the hearth, to peacefully protect his daughter's immortality. Silently condensing countless Dao Fruits. Henceforth cultivating his spirit, invincible between heaven and earth.

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side. He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man. Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer. From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away! From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million! Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry. Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'

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.

"Beyond the rift lies something watching." "They fought monsters. Now they face something worse—intelligence." This is an extract from the main story.

On a silent midnight walk home, a man begins to experience strange, unexplainable disturbances—whispers in the dark, shifting shadows, and dreams that feel far too real. As the line between reality and nightmare begins to blur, he comes to a chilling realization: he’s not the only one watching the night—something is watching him back.

He loved her in silence—watching her smile, watching her fall for someone else. But the boy she chose wasn't who she thought he was. One night, on the verge of breaking, she was about to fall apart—until he stepped in. And got hit by a car. When he woke up... he was seven years in the past. This time, he won’t just watch. He’ll protect her—even if she hates him for it.

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.

A family betrayed, a nation in peril, and one girl who will discover her past and alter the course of history Cast out from a noble house, Alexandra must scrape by to survive in the slums of a city ruled by steam. Meeting others left orphaned, they fight every day for their next meal and a safe place to lay their heads. The only clue Alexandra has about her father is a sealed locket she holds close. But secrets of the past refuse to stay buried for long, and her locket may prove to be the key not only to her lost family, but the future of the nation as well. Under the spewing towers of steam, Alexandra and her friends set out to learn the secret of the locket and discover an adventure beyond their wildest dreams. As the land is thrown into turmoil and powerful forces gather to prevent the truth of the locket from being discovered, Alexandra must gather her wits and courage to survive. Traveling from the slums of the city to corrupted villages, to the great planes of the land pirates, to the ancient mountain where forgotten magics may dwell, one girl must stand alone, discover herself, discover her past, and decide what she holds dear.

In a future not too far from our own, humanity collapses under the weight of its own arrogance. Nations fall, democracies dissolve into chaos, and global elites fuel the collapse from behind the curtain. Amid this void of order, one man rises — unknown, silent, yet unstoppable. With intelligence that defies limits, access to lost technologies, and an unshakable will, he declares himself the absolute ruler of Earth. Not through promises. Not through war. But through total control of reality itself. This marks the beginning of Kael's era — The Absolute Man. But in the shadows of power, a silent observer watches... unseen, unknown, and waiting.

[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

“The sky is watching. The system is whispering. And he’s starting to believe they’re the same voice.”

Chained and Locked up. Darkness and Depravity. No escape. No way out. They're always watching. Always seeing. All-knowing. An eerie-mysterious place, beings of unknown origins - always watching, with no escape. Can Bellamy Survive?

They look like mirrors. But they’re not. Elise saw something watching her from behind the glass. Now it won’t stop. And the more she looks… …the closer it gets.

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

"I will keep surviving... even if the world rejects my very existence." I woke up in the darkness. No warning, no clues. As my eyes adjusted to the strange light around me, I realized—this place wasn’t unfamiliar. Yes, I know this world. This… is the world of a novel I once read. A fictional world, where heroes shine and demons fall. But behind all of that lies a truth never written on any page: This world is hell. The difficulty level? Inhuman. There’s no interface. No hidden powers awakening when I’m on the brink of death. No lucky twist saving me at the last second. There is only pain—raw, relentless, and ever-present. My body is wounded, my mind shattered, my hope torn apart piece by piece… As if someone behind the scenes is savoring every second. And I know who you are. The Author. Yes, you, sitting calmly behind the screen, typing away, Watching me spiral deeper into suffering. You enjoy this, don’t you? Watching me fall. Watching me cry. Watching me break. Maybe to you, I’m just a story. Just a fictional character with no feelings. But I know I exist. And I know this pain is real. So hear me now. I will not die. At least… not yet. Because I will survive long enough—become strong enough—to flip this story on its head. I will live. Not because this world deserves to be fought for… But because I want to hurt you the way you’ve hurt me. So keep writing, Author. Because every page you write… brings me one step closer to taking back my own story.

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.

I deleted the first one, because of my scripting was ass. After reading and watching movies, I decided to redo all my stuff. That's about it, I'm (Redacted) and I'm out.

The Void has no Conscience. They are always watching.

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.

A boy stuck at the crossroads of his destiny and fate ends up taking a wrong turn, completely unaware someone above is watching him

Justice died in the war. He came back to dig it up. Presumed dead in World War II, Sergeant Elias Krieg was a ghost—until the world’s corruption dragged him back. Revived by an experimental serum, twisted by violence, and cursed with an undying hunger, he walks the streets of modern New York as a pale wraith in a torn cloak and featureless mask. They call him HeartEater—a brutal, silent vigilante who doesn’t bring criminals to justice. He devours it. Targeting the worst of humanity—murderers, traffickers, predators—he rips out their still-beating hearts and disappears into the night. But beneath the monster is a soldier who once stood for something. He protects children with a quiet tenderness. He offers mercy to the misguided. And he never forgets a promise. As powerful enemies begin to emerge—greedy syndicates, slothful manipulators, and sins made flesh—HeartEater must face the truth: justice alone isn’t enough. The world demands vengeance. And he’s ready to deliver it. Blood will flow. The hearts of monsters will beat no more.

The world was a sealed experiment. Until one girl looked up and saw the ones watching. She was already different—sharp-edged, wild, too instinctive for her quiet life. Then a name was taken from her. A new one given. Fenris. With it came a pull—toward blood, toward power, toward something ancient. Now mana spreads. Monsters break through. The world cracks open, and only the strong rise. Gods are watching. And she is not theirs.

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.