Lexicon

In the world, every book was more than just a collection of words. It was a vessel of latent energy, imbued with ancient knowledge and untapped potential, people could unlock special abilities by reading books but power depended on emotional and intellectual resonance of the person with the books he or she read. The more understanding you had about the books you read, the more stronger you get. The power could be gained after awakening a lexicon. Our main character rises from the lowest to highest in spite of the mockery that "He was never meant to even have a Lexicon." Follow up with the story for more...

In the ethereal realm of Mythos, where the boundaries between imagination and reality blur, the mythologies we once deemed fanciful now pulse with life. Here, gods stride alongside monsters, and faiths interlace like threads in a cosmic loom. Their journey unfolds against a backdrop of mythical creatures, as well as myths and legends. The Kingdom of Solaris, its spires kissed by celestial light, stands as both sanctuary and crucible—a beacon of enlightenment and aspiration. Within this hallowed domain, twelve luminous souls tread the marble halls of the venerable Solaris Academy. Each hero bears a celestial bond—their essence entwined with a Constellation. These astral patterns, the “Constellation System,” bestow upon them singular gifts: a symphony of abilities, a lexicon of powers. As the aspiring heroes navigate the labyrinthine corridors of Solaris Academy, they grapple with destiny’s enigma. Will they ascend, their Constellations ablaze with purpose, unlocking the vaults of cosmic wisdom? Or shall they falter, their divine potential dimmed by doubt and shadow? Thus, their saga unfurls—a symphony of trials, a tapestry of legacy. For within their footsteps lies not mere legend, but a Divine Legacy.

Dear brother, Are you okay? I've been following you, and your mindset and behavior since moving to Lexicon… pains me. You used to be kind and gentle. Now you seem… cold, ruthless, and kind of insane. I know this place is dangerous, and the missions here are difficult, but… I can't think of one that would change someone so much. While change is good… I watched you run to your hotel covered in blood with a huge smile on your face. You were super banged up, so the smile was already unnatural. And… it didn't look like monster blood. Did you kill someone? ... You're a labyrinth of mysteries I don't want answers to. But I'm visiting you anyways, so please don't kill me, kay? Your loving stalker, sis. — "Dearest sister, Since you were forward with me, I'll return the favor and answer all of your questions in turn. To answer your first question, I now lack empathy for everyone besides you and am legitimately insane. If that [pains] you, you've never bought a health potion to intentionally break your own arm." — A monster hunting level up story with a different caliber of mc with wild concepts you've never read before.

Long ago, precisely 124 Duo-Septuaginta-Sescentillion (or 1.24 × 10 ^ [to the power of] 2021) years ago, a magical researcher hoped to survive the big collapse. Anything with a start has an end. Matter can not be created nor destroyed. Through deductive reasoning, it is believed that the universe has an infinite cycle of big bangs and collapses. A scholar extended his life using a self created immortal technique. Immortals have always dreamed of godhood, and if there ever was a god; they would have merely been someone who can survive one universe's death and live in the next. No more, no less. How many times have the universe experienced this big bang though? I, the author, personally think time is infinite and has always been. However, If it was possible, wouldn't the universe be covered in gods from the infinite amount of time that has already passed? Becoming a god is impossible. Living forever is impossible. However, what about an idea or information? The once simple scholar had a dream to live forever, however, it changed. The magical researcher's idea was to transmit knowledge to the other side of the abyss. One might think that the simple scholar was now a philosopher questioning life, but the law of parsimony simply says '*The simplest explanation is usually the right one*'. --- A/N: I have been brain storming and writing the premise of this story for about 5 days on my computer. I decided I would post some chapters online, and saw a tycoon contest going while I was inputting my story into the Inkstone system. I decided to change gears and intent of my story from a empire building story into a more tycoon focused one. Ended up re-writing before I uploaded this story. I think it will end up more realistic this way after thinking of the competition others who want to build an empire and what not. It will be profits first. Empires need to crush competition for a monopoly, but my end goal is now a tycoon who only cares for profits and not the territory outside the fence or border of his domain. The vetted interests in a tycoon are different from a mayor or emperor. You could say there are similarities to an empire and a tycoon, but the goal and focus are different. If an emperor runs out of space, he needs to conquer and care about respect and his people. A tycoon can just build up and down and layer things as they please. All tycoon construction is done through a controlled and planned economy, while an empire typically uses a branching distribution approach. Growth is usually organic or independently controlled from branching units or power in empires. Nothing stops the tycoon, not when you have a tycoon that invades all fronts, even the monster and alien economies. Everyone is a target, even bugs have meat to eat, and all intellectual creatures will be an audience in the tycoon's targeted ad campaign.

Alex Reynolds is a typical history college student, more interested in pizza than arcane knowledge. When a chance encounter in a forgotten corner of the university library leads him to a mysterious, ancient book, his life takes an unexpected turn. The book, covered in strange symbols and written in an unknown language, seems to hold incredible power. As he delves deeper into its secrets, Alex discovers a hidden world that exists beneath the surface of his ordinary life. With no magical heritage or training, he must learn to harness the book's power while navigating the complexities of this new world. 1 Chapter every 2-3 Days.

In a world where technology and magic intertwine, Aki yearns for more than virtual monotony. When chaos strikes his city, he stumbles upon a hidden realm of ancient enchantments. Guided by a mysterious figure, Aki discovers his connection to a forgotten legacy of heroes and villains. As worlds collide, he must embrace his inner hero and face the forces threatening to engulf everything he holds dear

The Existence, the most powerful entity to ever exist, and the originator of countless multiverses also known as a Demiourgos, got interested in a certain man. After the man's tragic death, he decided to take his soul and reincarnated him in another multiverse. He gave him a life filled with parental love and affection, something he never got to experience in his previous life and the chance to become the ruler of that universe. Thus, he made him one of the ten Seeds, beings who can potentially succeed the current Supreme God of that multiverse and awaken as Demi-Demiourgoses.

In the inchoate annals of esoteric traditions, the manifold essence of sorcery is shrouded in a tapestry of ineffable complexities. The neophyte, venturing into this eldritch domain, must be prepared to immerse in a labyrinthine lexicon and cryptic concepts that transcend the mundane and pierce the very fabric of reality. This tome, Arcana Obscura, aspires to be a beacon for the aspirant, a guide through the enigma that is fundamental sorcery, delineating the intricacies of thaumaturgy with an obsessive granularity.

Lexicon Vulgar is your average teen: average looks, average grades, average life. That is, until he finds out about a secret about his supposedly normal friend and gets tossed into a world of chaos, led by a gang of self-proclaimed Reapers.

Certainly, her existence as the queen is grand in the numerical world. Where her mind unravels the arithmetic, her soul wanders around the decimals, and she interacts recklessly with geometry. Pi, roots, polynomials, trigonometry, and logarithms flirt with her fingertips. Xenthe Royce - who connects to the laptop, memorizes the machine code, explores various technologies, and learns from the electronic dictionary. Satisfaction in her heart and confidence in her eyes. Failure and Loser - such nonexistent words are not printed in her lexicon, and those words are disgraceful to her fame. What if those disgraceful words began to exist and go against her fame? Callum Malfoy - who began to exist as the tutor and proceeded ahead to discover the labyrinth of stormy nerd. He has an aura of mischievous sorcery and a passion to defy her non-existent words. He creates an abstract part of crimson dawn in her dusky heart. --- Will she ever accept his love like a bronze sunset? Read to find out! •••••••••••••••••••••••

Informal male youth varieties are a widespread phenomenon of township life across South Africa. A common view is that there are two varieties with separate origins: a Bantu language-based variety, called Iscamtho, and an Afrikaans-based variety called Tsotsitaal that has decreased in use because of the unpopularity of Afrikaans. This article examines the origins and relationship between these two varieties by investigating the social history of Bantu- and Afrikaans-based varieties in two townships east of Johannesburg: Stirtonville (a mixed-race township) and its successor, Vosloorus, to where, Bantu languagespeaking Stirtonville residents were forcibly moved in 1964. Young men who were old enough to participate in male youth street social networks in Stirtonville mainly used an Afrikaans-based slang. When Stirtonville residents moved to Vosloorus, the grammatical base of the male youth variety shifted from Afrikaans to Zulu and South Sotho. These findings suggest that the Afrikaans and Bantu language-based youth varieties are not separate phenomena with different origins. Rather, they support more recent work on male youth communicative practices showing that these informal varieties are not separate languages, but manifestations of one phenomenon, a performative style of speaking among young men involving the insertion of a slang lexicon into a local language.