Mass Effect Dragon Age Crossover

Everything in existence sings, the whisper of wind, the pulse of steel, the hum of the unseen. Reborn into a world of cultivation, Cai Feiyin awakens with a gift unlike any other, the ability to perceive the oscillations of all things. To him, the world is a song waiting to be understood, shaped, and mastered. But in a realm where power is forged through blood and will, those who hear too much may uncover truths never meant to be known. And some songs, once played, can never be silenced. *** I plan to write this story to completion, and based on what I have in mind, it will span at least 1,000 chapters. The first 20 to 30 chapters will be a bit slower-paced (more of a slice-of-life) to establish the foundation of his childhood, but once the story picks up, it won’t be slowing down. What to expect: A grand, dark immersive cultivation world with a mix of both eastern and western influence, that is gradually unfolded as the story progress (with eventual mythologies involved) A calm, intelligent protagonist with the ability to perceive the oscillations around him A unique cultivation system with my personal blend of Xianxia and eastern/western fantasy A weak to strong, to strongest MC (OP) Alchemist MC (with clear progression, involving both pills and artefacts, eventually leading to Runes) Fully fleshed-out characters, with their own life and dreams Eventual kingdom-building

Noel Arden just wants to disappear. As a member of a prestigious and influential family known for producing powerful espers and guides, Noel’s D classification is an embarrassment. Determined to work as a guide despite his father’s opposition, Noel spends his days in the D-suite of Halo, the largest, most successful Paradigm agency in the country, keeping his head down and enduring the less pleasant aspects of his job. It’s not a bad life; he likes his coworkers, he doesn’t have to rely on his increasingly hostile father, and he’s almost never deployed to Fray sites. As long as he steers clear of his S-class esper half-brother, he can just melt into the background and pretend to be a normal, low level guide, just one of hundreds in Halo’s bottom ranks. Invisible and unremarkable. Exactly the way he wants it. Then an emergency situation during an unexpected deployment forces Noel to shatter his quiet, boring life with his own hands and thrusts him directly into the notoriety he’s worked so hard to avoid. When he witnesses Jade Ransom, Halo’s star esper and one of the only S-classes in the country, melting down from corruption overload, Noel has no choice but to use the ability he swore to never reveal in order to save both Jade and the city from destruction. Jade, desperate after a life of guiding intolerance, latches onto Noel as the only guide he’s ever properly synced with and insists on being exclusive partners. With his back against the wall and his pesky conscience whispering in his ear, Noel agrees. Struggling to balance his secret, his normal job, and his connection to Jade, Noel finds the stable life he worked so hard to build crumbling around him. And as he and Jade grow closer, Noel has to reckon with the vast differences between them and decide if he’s prepared to burn himself out just to let Jade shine. #GUIDEVERSE #ESPER #SLOWBURN [ADULT LANGUAGE AND SUBJECT MATTER]

"They told me to leave the signal alone. Said it was impossible. Said my father died chasing it. But I don’t believe in impossible — and I don’t believe he’s dead. I stole the ship. I crossed the edge of known space. And now? Now I’m stuck in a war that’s older than time. I’m Kael Drayven. The last Voyager. And I think… the universe made a mistake choosing me."

The Convergence Countdown begins. In ten years, Earth will forcibly merge with countless dangerous, alien dimensions. Humanity's only hope? The System: granting persons RPG-like powers to "Level Up." Suddenly, mundane lives transform into frantic quests for XP, Skills, and Classes. Heroes rise, guilds form, exploiting dungeons and monsters appearing worldwide. Yet, fear breeds warlords and desperate factions, fracturing society. As the decade dwindles, humanity races not just to gain strength, but to forge unity before the ultimate invasion. When the ten-year grace period ends, will they be powerful enough—and united enough—to survive the cataclysmic Multiversal Merge?or will the true nature of humanity hold them down casting all humans into a dark Abyss. [curantly chapters release will be unstable,but their will be a guaranteed 2 chapters a week] [cover page does not belong to me,if u are the creator and wish for me to remove said image message me to do so]

A stone age young man out on his first hunt to become a man, an unidentified object falling out of the sky towards him, will the whims of fate be kind or cruel to him? Follow the MC's journey through the ages as the world grows and evolves with him. *Release of new chapters will most likely be 2 times a week, depending on how busy I am with work and life. will try for 3 times a week*

The Age Between Us Isabel is a brilliant but emotionally scarred 20-year-old account student, clawing her way out of the shadows of a toxic relationship. For two long years, she endured Daniel’s possessive control—until the day she finally chose herself and walked away. She never expected to find solace in the most forbidden place—a man twice her age, her professor, Adrian Cole. Cold, magnetic, and fiercely intelligent, Adrian comes from a world Isabel can barely comprehend—one built on wealth, influence, and secrets. He's everything she shouldn't want, and the one person who sees the fire behind her fragile exterior. Adrian tries to resist the pull. The age gap, his reputation, the university’s rules—and his family’s iron grip—make the attraction dangerous. But desire is louder than reason, and once their walls crumble, they fall—hard and fast. As passion ignites, so do the dangers around them. Daniel isn't ready to let go. Adrian’s past begins to surface. And in the shadows of secrecy and scandal, a single question remains: Can love survive when everything—age, power, and the past—is fighting to tear it apart?

In a world divided into five realms—Humans, Djinn, Gods, Demons, and Spirits—power is the only language that matters. War rages endlessly across ancient lands, fueled by hatred, revenge, and ambition. The balance of time itself is twisted: what passes as minutes in one realm becomes a thousand years in another. Noval was feared. A cruel and cold-blooded man with no mercy, until the gods cursed him. Now, every soul he kills tortures him for a thousand years, and everyone he sees bears the face of the one person he fears the most—his mother. Desperate for salvation, Noval begins a journey to the realm of the gods. Alongside a loyal friend, a mysterious girl, and a child with eyes like frozen skies—dorlin—he travels through fire and death. What awaits him isn’t redemption... but a divine war. When betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, Noval’s last wish rewrites destiny. And from the ashes, Dorlin, a warrior reborn with vengeance in her heart, rises to finish what he started. Two heroes. One legend. An eternal war. Will they break the curse... or become part of it?

In a world where shadows whisper secrets and every choice has a price, one person stands at the crossroad of it all. A gripping tale of sacrifices, betrayal and power unfolds in a world where the scars of an apocalypse still bleed. Drake Jagger is the weakest student at Iron Vale Academy- bullied, orphaned and haunted by violent dreams of a crimson battlefield and a betrayal by horned warriors. But when a sealed letter bearing the Arachis insignia arrives, Drake is ripped from his miserable life and thrown into a game of blood and chess. But Drake's dreams are the key. With each nightmare, the lone warrior's memories bleed into his mind and the sword in his grip whispers of the past.

When the whole universes are ruled by tyrants. All living beings are treated as either trash or weapons of war. Rebellion, death, and tragedy happen constantly. In the darkest depths of the universe, Nastaria, a simple human, rises with hope and determination to overthrow the gods and their rotten regime.

"They say the East was forged by Crafts, the West by Mana, the North by Aura, and the South-the very foundation of the new world." Once, they walked separate paths-some as allies, others as strangers. But a single moment changed everything. Now, marked by forces they never asked for, they carry powers that don't belong to them, powers that may one day consume them As ancient tensions rise and a greater threat looms over the new world, survival demands more than strength-it demands unity. But can they all set thier differences aside in time?

In a world where the supernatural hides in the shadows, dark creatures threaten the peace of mankind. To protect the balance, a secretive group has risen—the Agimatayo. This hidden order of warriors is sworn to hunt the supernatural beings that wants to cause chaos. From the bloodthirsty Aswang, to soulless ghouls, wicked Encanto, and even ancient gods once sealed away, the Agimatayo face them all. Armed with sacred charms, sacred spells and unbreakable will, they stand against the rising darkness—pushing back world-ending threats before they can consume the mortal world.

rudra and his friend living in a island one day suddenly his friend gets sucked into a wormhole and rudra is charged guilty for killing his friend by people of the island.now he have to survive in the world as villain and find his friend.

In a world where the blood in your veins determines which of the 6 factions you belong to, a boy was born into the lowest faction of the six, the Reds. Born to endure excruciating labor eveyday, no matter how old, and die an early death—that was his fate until he discovered a power long thought lost by the Reds. He never anticipated that his will to survive, refusal to bow down to his oppressors, and newfound power would ignite the flames of rebellion. -This is my my first novel, but I still think it’s going to be worth your time. If you just give it a chance, who knows—you just might be witnessing greatness or reading it.

In the ashes of a devastating world war that wiped out half of humanity and shattered all advanced technology, Earth has regressed into a fractured land ruled by kings, warlords, and shadowy forces. In the year 2170, empires rise again — not through machines, but through ancient power, martial might, and forgotten legacies. In the humble village of Whiskey, in the oppressed nation of Valmora, lives Ananta, a kind-hearted 13-year-old boy, unaware of the storm that’s about to claim his world. When his family is torn apart in a brutal raid led by twisted rangers, and his mother sacrifices herself in a blaze of divine fire, Ananta’s life changes forever. Her final act awakens whispers of an ancient truth — the return of the mythical clan, guardians of the Golden Age who once ruled Earth with divine power. But this is only the beginning. As Ananta sets out on a journey across divided continents and broken nations, he discovers a world haunted by cruelty disguised as culture — where people worship murder, embrace slavery, and sacrifice their own in the name of twisted beliefs. Behind it all looms an invisible darkness, pulling strings from the shadows: a force that wants to erase hope, silence truth, and stop anyone from discovering the forgotten history of Earth and the divine weapons it hides. What begins as a quest for truth and survival becomes a war that spans heavens, hells, and far-off realms of the universe. From rebels to boon hunters, dark kings to god-summoned warriors, Ananta and his allies must challenge fate, conquer inner demons, and awaken powers buried deep within bloodlines. Because that clan are not just a myth. They are the last hope of humanity. And Ananta may be the flame that ignites them once more.

Deep within a forgotten dungeon, Takeshi stumbles upon a girl bound in chains — a prisoner stripped of her freedom and left to fade away. Refusing to let her story end there, he frees the girl, Nyxia Xardgoat — or simply, Nyx — changing both of their fates forever. Together, Takeshi and Nyx set out across the vast world of Thalrea, determined to uncover the truth behind the mysterious disappearance of Takeshi’s parents. Along their journey, he unexpectedly summoned child whom they adopt and name Akari, creating an unlikely family bound not by blood, but by choice. Through every battle and every discovery, the three venture deeper into the heart of Thalrea — a land full of hidden histories, ancient powers, and dangerous secrets waiting to be unearthed.

In the modern world, SAM was just another misunderstood genius — broke, ignored, and written off. But when a strange stone lands in his hands during a robbery, his fate is rewritten. Transported 10,000 years into the past, he finds himself among primitive humans who mistake him for a god. With his scientific knowledge, mysterious powers from the alien stone, and a mind built for innovation, SAM becomes the king of a new civilization. As he transforms the world with fire, metal, and machines, he unknowingly awakens a cosmic enemy: the true owners of the stone — an alien race hunting through time. As ancient humans evolve under his rule and the skies crack open, SAM must prepare for war. But victory may come at a cost... What begins as survival becomes legend. What starts as escape becomes dominion over time and stars. He is not just a king. He is the God of a New Age.

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?

Years ago, a mortal warrior was brought into the war between gods and men—using a name the heavens still whisper with fear: Requiem. But the name was never truly his. It belonged to someone older, wiser. Someone who vanished long before the final blow was struck. Now, the war is over—but peace is only a lie well told. When Artemis, goddess of the hunt, is betrayed by her kin and left for dead, it is her brother’s final sacrifice that buys her a narrow escape. Wounded and hunted, she finds shelter in the last place she expected: the remote cabin of the man who once nearly killed her. Mark lives a quiet life now, blade sheathed, demons buried deep. But the world will not let him rest. Not while Olympus breathes. As gods stir and old names begin to resurface, Artemis and Mark must gather allies—divine and mortal alike—and prepare for what comes next. Whispers speak of a deeper war, of powers long thought lost… and of shadows that never truly left the battlefield. The gods may have kept their throne, but the reckoning has only just begun. ________________________________________________________________ I will aim to release 1-2 chapters a week, Some will be long others will be short. I am aiming to achieve roughly 1-2k words a chapter.

Park Seojun solo tenía un trabajo, quería devolver un libro a la biblioteca de su hermana. Pero cuando un temblor sacude el tren donde viajaba, el extraño libro se abre por sí solo y lo absorbe, rompiendo la realidad. Despierta en un mundo desconocido, en el cuerpo de Chen Jianhong, un noble infame de un reino plagado de magia, tecnología arcaica y horrores nocturnos. Lo que más lo desconcierta no es la reencarnación, sino el hecho de que la historia original —que él conocía perfectamente— decía que Chen debía morir en cinco años… y sin embargo, poseí en cuerpo seis años ante y chen jianhong ya se había suicidado. desde su transmigración. Como conde infame, mantiene un perfil bajo mirada sospechosa, cuida de sus hermanos pequeños y ser menos impulsivo a los rumores viviendo como chen jianhong en conde infame y borracho. Pero su entorno cambia cuando entabla relaciones con dos personajes de igual de extrañas que él: una extranjera con secretos y un joven noble silencioso con veneno en las manos y demasiadas máscaras. que no son más ni menos que los protagonistas!!! por obrar del destino, se verán arrastrados a los horrores del mundo fantástico nocturno: criaturas que comen almas, desapariciones sin resolver, dioses antiguos y una orden secreta. A medida que Seojun profundiza en este mundo, descubrirá que el misterio detrás de la muerte de Chen Jianhong ¿podría estar ligado a su propia existencia? Hello from Argentina, I am the author of this novel and this is my first project entirely in Spanish. Please be patient with me as I am new to this. mucha gracias por leer esta novela.

Sitting at my desk, and BOOM – free stuff from braggarts? Leo, a corporate drone tormented by soul-crushing IT helpdesk calls. His greatest life achievements? Pining after his dream girl Clara for a decade without making a move, and an unfinished novel gathering dust in his desk drawer. Then came the high school reunion. Julian Croft, the rich jerk who loved stomping on Leo back in the day, was back at it – flexing hard: "Oh, just closed a seven-figure deal? Chump change, really. Picked up this penthouse overlooking Central Park on a whim. Views are kinda okay, I guess." "Oh yeah, and downstairs? My custom McLaren Speedtail. Only 106 made worldwide, you know? Mine's got... special touches. Having it brought over later." Ding! Your "Face-Slapping Delivery Service" has arrived! Leo's phone buzzes: Penthouse Deed - Acquired! His pocket suddenly weighs a ton: McLaren Key Fob - Acquired! Leo stared, dumbfounded: Since when did phishing scams... get so hardcore?!

If the world had ended with powerful undeads around every corner, what would you do? Would hide from the world and slowly die or would you fight for your life and happiness If you were given the power to fight for your survival at the risk of your own humanity, what would you do? Would you fear that power or would you grasp it with both hands and fight until your last breath. [Author here! If you are enjoying this book then feel free to vote for it using power stones! This will allow me to post more chapters a day. Starting today I will post one bonus chapter a day for every ten power stone. Please Enjoy.] ***************************************** Hey guys, I have finished creating a, somewhat,decent discord channel for my novels. You can join the channel using this link: https://discord.gg/nvxuYA2M

The seal is broken, the curse has been laid. The beasts are free, the peace hanging by a thread. Will the people of Xiao unite to fight the beasts that threaten the peace of the land or will their differences lead to the end of all? There are the beasts and there are wars. Young Hua, the general to be, yearns for peace and unity among his people, but it may not be as simple as it sounds afterall. The beasts are huge, numerous and most importantly, they draw power from the moon. Every wound heals, every weak warrior dies.

The curse had been laid, the beasts are free, the fight has changed pace. In a magical land that had always been peaceful, bloodshed is the new reality. Will Xiao ever know peace again?

What if one day you woke up in a world that wasn’t yours? No clear memories. A body you don’t recognize. Surrounded by ruins, corpses… and something worse than death. This is how Lavitz’s story begins—a man torn from his reality and thrown into a kingdom ravaged by war, magic, and a conspiracy that stretches from the shadows to the thrones. A world where the past hides in mist, the undead march from cursed lands, and every choice could alter the fate of entire nations. How would you react if the impossible became real? Would you fight? Would you run? Or would you dare to discover who you are… in a world already set ablaze?

Four fragments come into existence to determine the new lords of the world. These fragments contain a magical ability that the use will have access to when they go through the process of evolving and becoming a lord. experience the story of nova Icyln a former model that Had a hidden power within her that forced her to see the world as it really is.

In the beginning, mankind was weak. Prey to beasts, to plague, to the winds and whims of the heavens. Kingdoms rose and fell like sandcastles at the edge of a storm-tossed sea. Swords rusted. Kings bled. No one was beyond death. But then came the Nine Pillars. Forged in the twilight of the ancient world by nameless sages who pierced the secrets of heaven and earth, the Pillars were not structures of stone, but of spirit, flesh, and will. They were paths—painful, ruthless, divine paths—by which a mortal might climb beyond the chains of his body and seize dominion over it. The First Pillar, Strength Refinement, marked the beginning of the path. For ten years, a cultivator would temper their raw might until their muscles became as iron and their blows could break boulders. From there, the path only grew steeper. Flesh Refinement hardened skin into armor. Muscle Refinement made each sinew a coiled spring of destruction. Tendon Refinement—the Fourth Pillar—turned movement into mastery, footstep into flight, swordplay into something near divine. And beyond that? Bone, Organ, Marrow, Blood, and finally, Meridian Refinement—the ninth and last Pillar—was said to bestow eternal life, peerless power, and the ability to shatter mountains with a breath. At its peak stood the Martial Emperors, titans in human form. Yet such beings were as rare as phoenixes. Each Pillar demanded a toll of decades—forty years for the Fourth, ninety for the Ninth—but time given was returned a hundredfold. A cultivator aged slower, lived longer, endured more. But few ever had the resolve—or the years—to climb far. This was the Age of Martial Enlightenment, where kingdoms no longer measured greatness by armies or coin, but by the strength of their cultivators. Martial sects rivaled noble houses. Swordsmen wandered the land like demigods. The strong dictated truth, and the weak obeyed.