Fictional Occult

For centuries, I have remained untamed, unconquered. The crown of kingdoms, the land no one could rule. Many have tried, countless have fallen — yet none were worthy of my soil. But now, something stirs. My rivers reverse their flow, my skies grow heavy with secrets, and the forests murmur of a figure in the shadows. A soul unchained by law, untouched by the burden of morality. One who will rise — not to heal, but to claim. I have waited for this one. The balance trembles, the veil between worlds thins. The chosen approaches. Salvation or ruin — none can say, not even the Gods. But what I know is this: the reckoning draws near. And when it arrives... I will kneel — to no one. **** This is an entirely fictional novel. Meaning that the world, the history of the world, the system, the deities — they are all fictional. Strongly fictional. I hope you fall in love with it. Instagram: kanan_..__ OTHER WORK: EKASHTA NAVA

this story is completely fictional and everything I write is absolutely not real but if this offends some people just tell me and I'll delete the book. thank you for your attention.

Jesse is your average high school student—maybe even a bit below average. But everything changes when he meets an intriguing woman at a house party he wasn’t even sure how he got invited to. Follow Jesse’s awkward, life-altering journey as he navigates the ups and downs of high school, unexpected social situations, and the challenges of growing up

They call me brilliant person, but it's wasteful because i was born into a poor family. I always wished to be born into a rich family. My dream become true, but in a fictional world and becomes a person who is not even written in the story?

Gray World is dominated by the will of Gods and thrives under the control of iron gears and steam. It is a place where faith is not a passive devotion but a currency—traded, bought, and sold by churches that wield their gods' influence as weapons. It is a place where value is absolute, value is everything, shaping every belief and controlling every life. Run by ironclad reign of Church of Steel, every life here reeks of smoke and decay, while the Church of Sacrifice whispers promises of salvation through pain and sacrifice. Yet, amidst this ever existing Gods of sacrifice, iron, and decay, a new God descends—one who was once known as The Faceless One, God of Confusion, Keeper of secrets, Messiah of messengers by en masse: the God of Fiction. God of Fiction, Ashur, reincarnates after dying by the wiles of God of Sacrifice and others. Unlike other gods, Ashur, does not demand worship through suffering or material devotion. Instead, he brings something far more dangerous: the ability to weave fantasies into existence, to blur the line between fiction and reality. "Is fiction not a truth waiting to be realized?" Whispers spread among the people—rumors of a church that doesn't preach, of a god who offers not suffering but something far more seductive: choice. They speak of dreams too vivid to be mere illusions and realities that seem to bend to their imaginations. What is fiction, if not another form of reality? When the masses begin to believe, does belief not shape the world itself? As his own proclamation goes— [To not exist does not mean one truly does not exist, for to be known is also a form of existence.] ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ [This book has been dropped]

Magic abilities exist for a discrete number of humans across the globe, creating a chaotic world of strange rituals and bizarre practices. One gifted man is trying to build and strengthen his abilities but unexpectedly gets wrapped up in a missing persons case that continues to expand his understanding of the dark arts that linger beneath the surface of ordinary lives.

A collection of dystopian short stories based in a fictional country. One upload every fortnight

I'm not Grace Finley. I can't remember my actual name anymore. I'm afraid I might forget what my family looks like, I miss them. I need to go back to my life. I want to go back to my life. Forget my overnight Cinderella status, I'm a wife?! Who married me without my knowledge?! My husband, The Grand Prince, happens to be the richest, most feared and most admired man in all of Valoria. His harsh words don't match his kind gestures. And he has got quite a handsome face. Also, did I mention that he is popular despite being the husband of someone? I won't surprised if he happens to have a secret cult of followers/admirers. Anyway, He is a kind man, that's all you have to know. As of now, my only way back seems to be the god of this world. So I first asked him politely, I truly was polite, I'm not lying! But with no reply to my polite inquires, I proceeded to commit blasphemy on my first public outing, and threatened to commit genocide but to no avail. At least tell me the reason for bringing me here, You damn god! I spoke in a 'very flowery' language that was not meant for children and always cursed him to my heart's content but I wasn't struck by lightning. I seriously don't want this privilege okay? Finally, The story of the body I possessed... I don't know. The only onslaught I felt was the severe head and body aches after opening my eyes in this body. I didn't mind until I learned that I woke up from an incident that was an attempt to take my life but covered up as an accident. If only I could find the perpetrator, I would like to encourage them to make another attempt and cooperate as long as it is painless. No memories, People after my life, a family to look after and a kingdom to rule, I have never been this responsible in my entire life! Is this a punishment for living the privileged life of the youngest child in the family? I'm only nineteen for god sake! Let me live!

Some people believe 11:11 is a magical number or a lucky time of day, ideal for making a wish. If you keep noticing 11:11, it's a sign that the Universe has aligned with your thought patterns, and what you've been deeply focusing on is about to become reality. This is the story of a reader who wishes to be with a fictional character who has captured his heart. He manifests this desire, longing for even just one day with him, even though it seems impossible. Ironically, with one wish made at exactly 11:11 PM, the fictional character comes to life, shining brightly through the reader's heartfelt manifestation.

If life could repeat itself, what would you do? Would you repeat your first life and stay a normal average joe? Perhaps your gaze will betray the life you’ve already lived, but you remain insignificant and unknown, stretching your neck up high to watch the furling clouds roll by? Or will you make the world your stage, stir up every cloud and wind under all the heavens, making the entire world your captive audience as you dance, making people’s hearts pound with your every move? Composing my own laws, establishing the order I desire…a human life is a measly ten decades, so why don’t I light the candle that is my life and set this world ablaze!! for latest chapter discussion, you can join my discord: https://discord.gg/xgjKg7G

Shadow of the Shattered Veil is a beloved story about a young hero that captivated many. But then, inexplicably, it vanished from the face of the earth. All traces of its history and existence disappeared, leaving no memory of it-except for one person. A young aspiring novelist, determined to succeed, seized the opportunity and recreated the entire story in his own way to profit from its mysterious disappearance. Just as he began to enjoy his success, he received a message from the original author. In an instant, he found himself transported into the world of the novel.

In the remote wilderness, amidst the whispering winds and ancient trees, Song You, a wanderer from a foreign land, treads a path of solitude with no intention of becoming a celestial being. For two decades, Song has immersed himself in the rigorous discipline of cultivation under the guidance of his master. Unexpectedly, his master instructs him to descend from the secluded mountains and explore the world of demons, monsters, and the myriad facets of human existence. Song embarks on a journey to witness the diverse landscapes and encounter the supernatural, seeking out renowned mountains and mighty rivers rumored to be the abodes of true immortals – the epitome of authentic spiritual cultivation. Little does Song realize that his quest will lead him far and wide, traversing the vast expanse of the land. In a surprising turn of events, he discovers that the celestial being he seeks is none other than himself. As Song journeys through the bustling regions of the north and the serene landscapes of the south, he unravels the mysteries of his own existence. The people he meets, the challenges he faces, and the secrets he uncovers become integral parts of his transformative journey. The pursuit of enlightenment becomes an odyssey of self-discovery, and the boundaries between mortal and immortal blur.

Life as a Wizard is hard. The Society of Magi is demanding and working with other crazy sorcerers could be a pain sometimes... Richard is a young man who had just left college in search of work. His life is already hard as it is, but he also has to deal with the stress of being a member of the Circle of Magi, an underground society made up of modern day mages, beings who practiced the occult away from the eyes of the public. Richard is a natural prodigy born into a family of famous demon contractors, and is now deeply rooted in a society he had no intention of being a part of. What is he going to do, when the shady undercurrents of the underground threaten to mix in with the normal life he is desperately trying to protect. Join Richard as he grows into a powerful wizard while trying to separate his everyday life from the shadows that lurk beneath.

Set in the 1960's in the fictional country of The Obsidian Republic ruled by one man Supreme Chancellor Bruno Molinari , His mistake ? choosing the wrong side of the War, Read on to knowmore as they say in the Republic "Obedience is Freedom"…

There are different kinds of theories about the creation of the human race, along with the other species, nature, and earth itself. Before humans were at the top, other species existed, some considered fictional.

Collection of Flash Fiction. Genres ranging from romance and slice of life to fantasy and supernatural. Heartfelt and depressing. Short but fun, or sad. I challenged myself to write flash fiction everyday back in high school, November 2021. I would use a random word generator and pull 1-2 word/s from it to use as a writing prompt for the day. It's sloppy and maybe grammatically incorrect at times, but it's fun to see how much I improved. Updates Daily!

Each chapter contains different stories

Glitcher is set 40 years after an apocalyptic event had teared down the world, killing 70% of humans, and man had adapted by creating sub cities ruled by occults, who thrive off privatized military power, technology and economic monopoly. In this world exists a resistance movement battling against the occult called the Assembly. Talon Vagi, a fierce combatant of the Assembly is sent on a mission to terminate an unusual target, and this target changes the course of his destiny.

Synopsis: In the aftermath of his own death, Bellator, once known as Noah, finds himself reborn in a world teeming with fantasy, magic, and cutting-edge technology. This new world would typically evoke joy, but not for Bellator. Why? He discovers he's been transplanted into the universe of a novel he read in his previous life, one destined for Ruin. Now entrusted with the safety of his newfound family, Bellator embarks on a quest to defy destiny, prepared to undertake any challenge to reshape the tragic narrative of the novel. *** Warning : The first few chapters will be info dumps, I know info dumps are annoying but please bear with me for a while, the info dumps should stop at around chapter 15 Also this story takes some inspiration from TAPOV and a few other novels so while the first few chapters might be similar, this story is no way just a cheap knockoff of them My upload schedule will be Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 13:30 (GMT +8)

**Author's Note:** "Dear Readers, I want to sincerely thank you for joining me on this literary journey. I'd like to clarify a few important points: 1. **Language:** English is not my native language, so there may be occasional grammar errors or mistakes. I appreciate your understanding in this regard. 2. **Fictional Places:** While some locations in this story are entirely fictional and should not be taken seriously, I've intentionally used real names for certain places and events to enhance the realism of the narrative. If, by any chance, there is a real-life place with a similar name or description, it is purely coincidental and unintentional. 3. **Character Names:** Not all character names have such significance in the story. Some are intentionally real for added realism, while others remain fictional. I hope these details won't detract from your reading experience. My goal is to provide you with an engaging and enjoyable story. Your understanding and support mean the world to me. Warm regards, [Unknown Traveler]

An otaku died and reborn as female naruto uzumaki. But later after an incident he/she realised that the world is not fictional. See how she survive in this fictional world as reality. dropped.

This is Mahabharata fanfiction. what will if karna is the avatar of lord Shiva? What will happen if Shiva planned to change path of Mahabharata? What will happen if Mata Parvati born as draupadi? so let's join this story of mine to see the play of lord Shiva and how will he his life as Karna and try change the society and caste. Warning: This is not a real Mahabharata. This is my imagination story, so if you don't like this type of stories you can avoid. This is purely a fiction story. (Note: The above chapter is a fictional creation inspired by the Mahabharata. The dialogues and events are fictional and created for the purpose of storytelling.) So just read and enjoy.........

A story made by an AI, though I give the AI guides on what to create like how the story will go on... And I will take responsibility if I get in trouble with this... ——××××——××××—— The title means that, artificial intelligence (AI) are not capable of producing any kind of fiction or creative works that originates from human imagination. While it is programmed to generate text, images, music that may appear creative, it is only based ultimately on data and algorithms that were created by humans. So, while AI could be helpful in assisting human creativity or generating new ideas, it is not capable of producing authentic, original works of fiction that are entirely independent of human input.

A story which will make you question yourself. # Warning before reading • I am in college and it's my one of the first novel • Please bare with my English and grammar • I would appreciate any ideas for my novel • story update might not be regular

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Join the recently isekai'd protagonist, Iskandor (yes I'm bad with names)... He was a bright man before his death, knew more about the sciences than his peers yet still retained a knack for picking up on fantasy, be it mythology or the occult... He was a man of two worlds, the worlds of Magic and Science...

[Previous Title: Travesty of 1959 (TO1959)] Ines Lacroix, the Lady of the Witching Hour who was hunted worldwide for decades. Someone like her… No one would believe that she had settled down, and grown into an old wrinkly woman who sold books for a living. From being a low-ranked member in an occult, a personnel under the Archduke, then a Saintess belonging to the Church of the Sun God, to finally having her face plastered everywhere and deemed a sinner. At first, Ines was flabbergasted at the accusations that flew her way one after another. Worst of all, all those whom she once knew believed the damned rumors and the papers—even her closest allies, and her lover, Regis Beaumont. During the pinnacle of her horrid reputation, horrified, Ines watched as the rumors came to life. Starting from mass genocide, arson, crimes against humanity, and dozens more—crimes and actions she had never committed were now tied with her name. But as time flew by, Ines had unknowingly accepted the rumors, and she became the person they made her out to be. “Ines,” Regis mumbled, a distraught look in his eyes, “You’ve changed.” Gently embracing the deformed spirit in her arms, she patted their little heads and smiled at him. “Have I?” — Excerpt: Ines watched as her sweet, beloved lover, Regis, held a blade to her neck. The poor man trembled like a feeble branch, unable to go through with his actions. “Do you hate me?” She softly asked, looking him in the eye. When he didn’t reply, she leaned closer to his blade. A thin red line appeared on her neck, and droplets of blood spilled onto the ground. Regis shook, and the corners of his eyes reddened as he helplessly dropped his blade. “No,” He murmured. A smile slowly crept up Ines’ face. Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall, and she threw herself at him. Muttering incoherent words, she wrapped her arms around him and wept. For a moment, Regis stood still. But, in the face of her tears, he crumbled and hugged her back. “I’m sorry, my love. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “I know.” Ines watched as he defenselessly leaned into her arms, unaware of the looming dangers. Slowly, she raised a small dagger that she had previously hidden in her sleeve and aimed it at his heart. —— [This novel is participating in the 2023 WSA ] Discord: eudine Discord server: https://discord.gg/XKN7tJH88 [ON BREAK TILL OCTOBER 7, 2023!]