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Rebellious Star

In Calyion, a realm torn apart by war, two powers hold the world in a stranglehold. The Ascendants of the Empyrean Races claim divine right, wielding supernatural forces to impose their will. The Descentors of the Dreadnal Races counter with ruthless technology, driven by cold logic and conquest. Caught in the crossfire, humanity, and other "lesser" races are little more than collateral damage. Lucius was just another victim of this cruel world—until the day he was burned alive. Forced to watch his mother beheaded for the crime of witchcraft, Lucius's pleas for mercy earned him nothing but flames. Yet, as fire consumed his body, a voice echoed in his soul. A strange being, neither fiend nor divine, offered him power born of his suffering, rage, and despair. Reborn in pain, Lucius emerges not as a savior but as a force of chaos and vengeance. With powers unknown to both the supernatural gods and machine fiends, he tears through the systems that condemned him, driven by a single purpose: to shatter the false order of the world, no matter the cost. But rebellion is not without sacrifice, and the line between justice and cruelty is easily blurred. As Lucius forges uneasy alliances and cuts down those who stand in his way, his enemies multiply, and whispers of his wrath spread like wildfire. To some, he is a liberator. To others, a monster. Will Lucius reshape Calyion—or will his fury consume him and the world he seeks to destroy? Delve into a story of fire, fury, and moral ambiguity in Rebellion.
DoctorFreaky · 278 Views

Vansu's Voyage

"This world is a strange one. It is inhabited by humans, animals, plants, and strange monsters known simply as shadows. These pure black beast once lived among humans peacefully. Similar to some animals they were just as scared of us as we were of them. But on that fateful day twelve years ago... They attacked. Nobody knows what caused their change in attitude or why they changed all at once, all we knew was that we were severely underprepared. Thousands of lives were lost on that day and many more would come in the time that followed. Humans were forced to adapt to survive and that we did. Walls were constructed around every city and nobody dared to step outside. Despite this, technology didn't stop advancing and the world remained connected. Phones, cars, buildings, and more all continued to grow as the world outside the walls began to return to nature. With these modern cities, the dark world became speckled with dots of light. However, none of this would have been possible without those who chose to fight the shadows. Powers are plenty in this world, ranging from useful in day to day life to weapons fit to defend entire cities on their own. Many of those who possess strong powers have taken up the responsibility of defeating the shadows and protecting humanity. These people do their job in many different ways and have many different names. Hunters, defenders, guardians, all of them make sure people can safely leave the cities and make sure the world can still grow. There is one name however that never receives the same amount of respect as the others. They are the runts of the powerful, many refuse to be associated with the name. But, it is this name that would come to change the world. The few people who would proudly wear this name would be remembered for centuries to come. The name in question? Heroes..."
VileVirgil · 68.9K Views

Linking Stars

"Fate, a predetermined destiny assigned by an all-knowing being, is just a blatant claim meant to bolster one's drive towards a goal." Do we expect heroes to be valiant warriors, Vanquishing monsters with courage victorious, Leaving the sunset with the damsel in distress, Or is it someone more unexpected, we must confess? What lies in a bright, joyful world, Also comes darkness, tragedy unfurled, Self-hurting monsters that crawl and thrive, Inside your deepest trauma, they come alive. Our most powerful enemy lies beneath ourselves, We create our villains, from our inner shelves, We are the villains, through actions impressed, Our actions have repercussions, as fate is addressed. Weapons come in different shapes and forms, Sharp and strong, yet the most powerful storms, Are the losses of friends, our families dear, Stronger than any blade's angry tear. Beneath the night sky, stars intertwine, Creating constellations, in patterns divine. Some see mere beauty, a sight for sore eyes, Others see techniques, where combat lies. These stars, like people, bond and unite, Their strength in connection, a radiant light. A sunflower and a black rose, side by side, Coexisting, finding bonds, where threats reside. Cherry blossoms, sizzles, azaleas too, Anemones surround, providing support true. Each with their weaknesses, together they stand, Is it destiny, or fate’s gentle hand? As the universe moves, slowly they meet, Blades deciding fates, the challenges they greet. In a garden of struggle, where each flower grows, They find strength in unity, against all foes.
LightKazukiGray · 5.2K Views
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