Crow

Yang Qizhou unexpectedly obtained a text-based role-playing game called 【Deceit World】 and discovered that the rewards he received in the game could be brought into reality, and various bizarre events also began to unfold in the real world. In the era of ancient earth, ancient god sacrifices, the return of the old gods, strangeness rises, horror rampages, the unknown and the mysterious coexist, distortion and evil thrive, the sun cannot be directly viewed, the night cannot last long, dreams involve calamity, and the river of death holds terror... This is an era where even deities can fall, and even the sky can decay. Yang Qizhou obtained the 'Blasphemous Dark Crow' and, relying on the ability to restart fate, embarked on the path to become the 'Master of Blasphemy'.

Below the nine setting suns lies the remains of the Golden Crows. By chance, a young man arrives in the world of Journey to the West, attaining enlightenment using the bodies of nine Golden Crows, leading to a different journey. Summary for this book: "Living in the Journey to the West, I started off by roasting nine Golden Crows." Yet another summary is, "My days of collecting bodies in the Journey to the West. When it comes to body collection, no one's better than me. Three hundred years of professional body collection experience, skilled at cooking braised meat, and never adds sugar in it."

Zheng Ming, who had transmigrated to another world, carried with him a set of Hero Cards which, given enough Prestige Points, could summon the heroes from these cards: With the power of these heroes, you could cut down enemies while on horseback, scale walls and rooftops with ease, unleash a Celestial Flying Immortal attack, and even command the might to bewitch the heavens and earth! Of course, riding your sword through the Nine Heavens, vanquishing demons between earth and sky was not just a dream, nor was it impossible to transform into the Ancient Golden Crow, scorching the heavens and boiling the seas...

In a world divided between Awakener and Cultivator, most people dream of becoming an Awakener because it is an easier path where killing monsters can directly increase their level. However, not everyone can awaken, so they must follow the difficult path of cultivation, where they must comprehend scriptures and techniques, and slowly absorb Spiritual Energy to improve their cultivation. Oliver was forced to take this path due to his failure to awaken, but unlike others who faced difficulties, he managed to awaken one of the strongest innate talents in cultivation, the Void Body, which made his cultivation path easier, allowing him to progress faster and become stronger than any Awakener.

In the shadow of ancient ruins, love becomes a curse more binding than death itself. Lucien Kael, scion of a noble house, forsakes everything for Yuva, a healer's daughter whose gentle touch promises salvation from his world of cold duty. Their forbidden love blooms in secret—beneath chapel eaves, by frost-touched fields, in stolen moments that belong to no one else. But when a merciless fever claims Yuva's life, Lucien's desperate prayers to silent gods go unanswered. In his darkest hour, something else responds. A crimson-eyed crow brings forth an ancient darkness—Valek, a shadow-wreathed entity who offers the impossible: Yuva's return from death. The price? Four unspoken conditions that will carve deeper into Lucien's soul with each passing day, binding him to a curse that transforms him from man to monster. Yuva returns, but she is not the same. Something cold and otherworldly peers from behind her familiar eyes, growing stronger with each soul Lucien is compelled to claim. As the entity wearing her face feeds on death and darkness, the real Yuva remains trapped—a fading fragment begging for release. In a cottage where frost forms at midnight and shadows move with malevolent purpose, two souls face an impossible choice. Love that conquers death may be the cruelest love of all. A haunting tale of devotion, damnation, and the price of defying fate itself.

Aria Blackwood has always Lived in her father's shadow, an Omega confined to the fringes of pack Life. On her eighteenth birthday, a bond ceremony meant to bind her to one Alpha heir instead Links her soul to Dorian, Tobias, and Marcus_triplets and sons of Alpha Raphael Blackwood. Pack Law offers no path for three-way bonds, and chaos erupts in the Great Hall. As Rowan Vale the seer reveals fragments of an older prophecy, Aria Learns that each prince carries a shard of her soul. Dorian's binding rune is failing, Tobias uncovers a warning that unworthy Luna rulership means death, and Marcus secretly serves the Syndicate. Meanwhile, a blood pact forces her to consider marriage to a rival if she accepts her place, and her friend Selene Hart confesses a hidden Lineage that could tip the balance. On the night of the blood moon, the Syndicate attacks. Marcus reveals his orders to kill her, but Aria invokes her hidden royal blood, unleashing ancient Ruby Wolf magic that subdues him. With the true moonstone returned and her Lineage confirmed, she breaks her father's pact and forges a balanced bond with all three brothers. The Syndicate's hold collapses, and Elias Crow relinquishes his claim. In the aftermath, Aria is crowned Luna alongside her tri-bonded heirs. Dorian becomes chief protector, Tobias pack scholar, and Marcus guardian of the borders. Selene rises as diplomat, and Elias stands Loyal as an ally. Under Aria's rule, the Suncrest Pack enters a new era of unity, its future reshaped by a bond thought impossible.

Lu Jiangxian died after staying up late one night. Yet, he finds his soul trapped in a fractured, bluish-gray bronze mirror. He falls into a boundless world of immortal cultivation and finds himself in the perilous landscape of Mount Dali. There, a small family from a small village by Meiche River picked the mirror up and is bestowed with the ancient teachings of the immortal ways, heralding the dawn of a splendid new era. ------------------------------------- A message from TomCat: Hi guys... this novel was a gold I picked up recently in my reading journey. I won't be profiting from this. Just want to share this great book with my fellow readers. Hope you enjoy this. The Mirror Legacy is a novel covering Drama, Fantasy, Martial Arts, Seinen, Tragedy, Mature, Xianxia, Psychological, Mystery genres. Written by the author Ji Yueren. ------------------------------------- A message from the Translator: Heya, it’s Crow, the translator for The Mirror Legacy. I’m glad to have the opportunity to translate one of the top ten books on Qidian. This is perhaps a different type of Xianxia novel that is quite unique in its own right. Instead of following a single main character through the story, there are no main characters in this novel, or maybe everyone is a main character. After all, the main focus of the novel is the characters rather than cultivation. If I have to describe what this novel is like… then I’d say it’s a Sims 4 Legacy Challenge, but set in an eastern fantasy world. If you can find satisfaction in watching generations of a family building themselves up and enjoy books with good characters, then this is the novel for you. The story progresses slowly in the beginning, making this a great read before your bedtime or on a lazy afternoon in the cafe with a cup of tea in your hand. (You may also need a tissue box for your tears, that’s all I’m going to say.) The story starts with a guy named Lu Jiangxian who died after staying up till late to work. He transmigrated, not as a human but a mirror (a broken one at that)! Upon discovering that he could absorb the essence from moonlight and gain power from it, he decided to find ways to restore his mirror body and find out its origin. He was later picked up by Li Xiangping, a teenager from a humble farming family that soon discovered that the mysterious artifact they found could turn mortals into immortals. With such a powerful artifact in their house, they feared that tragedy could befall their family. There was only one thing for them to do—become powerful to protect their secret and family!

In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring.  Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra.  A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No rewrites going on right now. (Multi-PoV, 1st Person) For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

"In a world where rain melts skin and corpses vanish without questions, survival is a privilege bought with blood." Yuki Shirogane was once heir to Japan’s most feared syndicate — a king draped in suits and silence. Now, he's a nameless scavenger choking on ash, chewing on dead crows, and rotting at the edge of a poisoned city. But fate doesn’t offer mercy. It offers a Gate. They say only the desperate see it. The broken. The damned. Those who enter either come back monsters... or don't come back at all. Yuki doesn’t care. He’s already dead. Let the world bleed. Let power cost everything. He's not here to survive — he’s here to conquer. Discord Server: dc.gg/checkzverse --- I hope you like this story of mine :) If you like my story and have some suggestions, or you just want to meet other fans like you, you may join this discord server. I Look forward to welcoming you. [NOTE:] [This webnovel is officially uploaded on Tapas, Royal Road, and Webnovel.] [You can read this story on all of these sites, but they would have a slow-burn upload rate. (2-3 ch/weeks) but tapas shall be the only platform with around 5ch/week]

Waking up in a freezing underground shelter with no memory, Kael is alone, unarmed, and marked by fate. Carved into the wall above his head are three chilling words: "Only one leaves." Outside, a merciless wilderness of snow, silence, and unseen horrors stretches for miles. The cold isn't just dangerous—it's alive. Watching. Waiting. Driven by the need to survive, Kael climbs the mountain—only to discover he’s not the first. Others came before him. All of them failed. Along the way, he finds allies, enemies, and monsters more terrifying than anything he could’ve imagined. But the worst truth is this: This is a Trial. A game of survival with no rules. And no second chances. Kael must face deadly beasts, unravel cryptic messages, and confront the horrifying reality that only one survivor can make it out. Even if he makes it to the top… what’s waiting beyond may break him completely.

In a world where power is stitched into your skin, having no ability means you're nothing. Leia Crows was born into the most powerful family in the city — and cast out as a disgrace. Branded an E-rank with a worthless thread-based ability, she became a ghost in the shadows of legends. But when a forgotten book awakens her true potential, Leia begins to weave more than clothes — she stitches enchantments, illusions... and rebellion. From the gutters of exile to the halls of elite academies, from combat cloaks to reality-warping garments, Leia will rise through the ranks. Her thread will tie fates, break hierarchies, and unravel the world's greatest secret: Abilities can evolve — and so can legends. This is the rise of The Seamstress.

When Gu Jun was twelve, he inscribed an ancient epitaph on a forgotten gravestone atop Temple Hill — in a language no one on Earth should know. Now eighteen, Gu Jun is preparing to begin his university life in Tianhai. To everyone around him, he’s just a quiet, unremarkable student. But beneath that façade lies a cosmic legacy — the inheritance of Emperor Qin, the last sovereign of our Universe, the Wild Universe. Earth, long sealed from the higher realms, is no longer safe. Ancient enemies stir beyond the veil of stars. Forbidden truths bleed into the world of mortals. The coming war won't just be fought with armies — it will be waged in silence, in shadows, and in secret. To protect Earth and the Universe, Gu Jun must build what the world must never know: a hidden empire. Trained in cultivation. Forged in secrecy. Bound by destiny. And as the final battle looms, warriors must rise from the dark — or all of creation may fall. Author's Note: I’ve been a long-time fan of legendary writers like Er Gen, I Eat Tomatoes, and Mao Ni—their stories have inspired me for over a decade. In my own writing, I aim to follow in their footsteps. Don’t expect the protagonist to slaughter rivers of enemies in the first chapter. This isn’t a story built on cheap thrills. Instead, I focus on building a solid foundation—establishing the world, characters, and deeper plots. Once that’s in place, expect action, intrigue, betrayal, and tragedy to unfold. This is my first novel, and I’m still learning, especially when it comes to character dialogue—but I’m improving with every chapter. If you enjoy medium-paced stories with long-term scheming and a bigger picture, I invite you to follow this journey. Happy reading, and thank you for your support!

They buried the gods in the soil of Blackhollow. No gravestones. No hymns. Just silence. And a warning: Never dig too deep. Corin, a gravedigger’s son in a forgotten village, was never one to heed old warnings. When he uncovers a strange, bone-white mask buried beneath an unmarked grave, he awakens something ancient — something older than gods, older than death itself. The mask is gone. But it left something behind. Now marked by symbols that burn beneath his skin, Corin finds himself hunted by Wardens of Sleep — fanatics sworn to keep the dead gods silent. The world begins to unravel: crows fall from the sky, shadows whisper secrets, and the graves no longer rest. Forced to flee with a mysterious archer who seems to know more than she says, Corin must unravel the truth behind the Graveborn — a forgotten legacy tied to the slumbering horrors beneath the earth. As ancient powers stir and the veil between life and death thins, Corin must choose: Will he become a vessel for the end — or a weapon to stop it?

"On these streets, if you don't have a name, you're just a carcass on the sidewalk." Ryder Cruz, a 22-year-old Dominican immigrant, lives off the scraps of betting money he wins in underground rings. His father was a boxer who was shot dead for gambling debts, leaving Ryder with his ailing mother. When Crowe, Harlem's borough ruler, begins to violently take over every fight club and ring in the city, Duke, a former street king, recruits Ryder to fight Crowe and unite other street fighters. But behind every punch lies grudge, blood, and ambition. Ryder must choose: rule the streets, or be buried in them.

Many centuries ago, when the first demons set foot on the Land of Man, they brought with them a tide of fire and fear. For the first time, humanity trembled. But the war did not last forever — the demons were vanquished, cast back into the depths of hell, and peace slowly returned to the world. Yet, the scars of that age never fully healed. Before their banishment, the demons had defiled human blood, fathering children through mortal women — abominations known as Drakes. Seen as unholy by the High Church, the Drakes were hunted to extinction in a brutal crusade. All but one. Darius Drake, the sole survivor. The Church spared him, not out of mercy, but because they needed him. When the seals of hell begin to crack open once more and the shadows of old rise again, they send him to do what no man can — kill the returning demons. But fate has other plans. The demons are no longer mindless beasts — they move with purpose. Whispers speak of the old gods stirring from their slumber, and the world teeters on the brink of a new war. In the midst of it all stands Darius — neither man nor demon — cursed by his blood, driven by vengeance, and caught in a battle far greater than himself. Scattered across the earth lie the Keystones — remnants of the gods' last will, holding unimaginable power. Who will claim them? And where are they hidden? This is the story of Darius Drake. The last of his kind. The first to challenge the gods.

Lucian Crowe was just a boring salesman, living a tragic, uneventful life where nothing ever went right. On what would become his final day, he and his family are killed during a brutal home invasion. But death isn’t the end. Lucian wakes up in his younger body, reborn with the memories of his past life, and soon finds himself standing before a man who offers him a deal with the devil. It marks the beginning of a life he never imagined, a path of crime, sin, and what some might even call adventure. With nothing but the drive to be better and protect his family, Lucian sets out to build the strongest empire in a world where other criminals have made their own deals with devils and demons.

In a world where ancient Zambian witchcraft (Juju) clashes with modern society, a seemingly ordinary law student, Demetrius, discovers extraordinary abilities and is thrust into a covert war against a military coup orchestrated by a powerful, Juju-wielding captain, forcing him to confront a hidden reality and his own destiny. The story opens in 1959 Zambia, where Mr. Chola and Musonda, UNIP cadres, use ancient Luapulan Juju (Nyakazi dolls and Kapuyi) to orchestrate a mysterious attack on British settlers at the Samfya Waterfront Hotel, resulting in 53 deaths and the disappearance of Mr. Chola, leaving behind a single Nyakazi doll and a confiscated bird charm that becomes folklore.Fast forward to present-day Lusaka, 2024. The confiscated bird charm is now an exhibit at the Lusaka National Museum. The narrative then introduces Michelle and Serah, two drunk girls, who unknowingly walk past the ZNBC building just as a military ambulance, led by Captain Benzu Hamudula, stages a violent coup. The guards are incapacitated by severed chicken heads, leading to their bizarre, suicidal charge into a fence. Benzu Hamudula, a bald, authoritative figure, takes control of key national institutions and issues an ultimatum to President Harambe Harambe: resign in ten minutes or face consequences. The nation watches in fear as a countdown begins.One month prior, in Kafue Town, Demetrius, a disciplined law student with a rigorous workout routine, unknowingly displays superhuman speed when he saves a child from a careening minibus after a rat-induced explosion at a gas station. This event hints at his latent abilities. Meanwhile, at the University of Lusaka, Leopards Hill Campus, Demetrius witnesses a soldier, Second Lieutenant Boneface Daka, brutally assault and kill the dean using Juju, causing a strange fog to envelop the area. Demetrius, unable to stand by, leaps from a two-story building into the fog, confronting Boneface. Their fight reveals Boneface's own Juju-enhanced abilities and a shared past connected to the Ndembo fighting style.The narrative then delves into the origins of Juju, explaining its history, different forms (offensive, defensive, communicative), and the five Ndembo fighting styles (Misisi, Chibolya, Ng’ombe, Makululu, Soweto), each granting unique powers. It also introduces the concepts ofPeak Humans and Muzis (ancestor spirits). Demetrius learns that he might be a Peak Human, while Dante, a fellow student, is a Muzi from Soweto, capable of shadow manipulation and teleportation. Mandamus, another student, is also revealed to be a Peak Human.As the coup unfolds, the characters find themselves in increasingly dangerous situations. The East Park Mall becomes a scene of mass hysteria and violence as soldiers unleash crow heads, driving people into a murderous frenzy. President Harambe struggles to respond, his military paralyzed by Juju. Eddboy and Mosh, two other students with enhanced abilities, fight for survival at the University of Zambia.Back at the University of Lusaka, Demetrius, Dante, and Mandamus, along with Anne, Taonga, and Natasha, prepare for battle. Watson, a wielder of Chibolya Ndembo, joins them, demonstrating his healing abilities. The final confrontation begins in the courtyard, with Demetrius facing Boneface, and Dante engaging Bill Tendai, another powerful Juju user. The story culminates in intense battles, revealing the true extent of their powers and the devastating impact of the Juju-fueled coup.

Betrayed and sacrificed in a dark ritual, Kiran dies consumed by fire and the sting of treachery. His reward for such an unjust end? Rebirth as a fledgling crow in a grim, monster-infested fantasy world, bound to a merciless entity known as the 'Carrion Ascendancy Protocol'.

When the sun forgets how to rise, only shadows remain to remember its warmth." In a fractured world where cursed techniques have torn reality into pieces, a mythic realm known as Tenebris Hollow sits hidden between dimensions—a graveyard of forbidden power and unspoken truths. Three warriors, each bearing the burden of darkness, are drawn into the Hollow by fate, memory, and the lingering whispers of a fallen god. Karasu no Itou, the last disciple of the Raven Order, wields the god-eye Akagan—able to trap souls in eternities of illusion. A man who kills not to win, but to prevent. Silva Vespera, the mercenary known as the Coinborne, commands spectral crows with her Nocturna Pacta—binding her own life to the creatures she controls. She fights for gold… or so she tells herself. Yorugan Kurō, exiled heir to a dying temple, is cursed with Kuro’ei, a sentient shadow beast that hungers for carnage and grows stronger in darkness. His greatest enemy may be within. When these three converge at the center of the Hollow in pursuit of the legendary Orb of Unbinding, their powers clash, their pasts unravel, and the meaning of survival is rewritten beneath a broken moon. All shadows meet in the dusk. But not all of them leave.

"She stole from a legend. Now he’s watching.” Sera was raised in silence and smoke. A thief of unmatched skill, She believes in nothing—not in rules, not in people, not in love. She lives between rooftops and alleyways, Taking what she wants. Vanishing without a trace. Until the night she stole an ancient amulet— One that belonged to Prince Ilarious, A creature of myth, Older than kingdoms, colder than death. From that moment, He began watching. Not chasing. Just… appearing. Smiling. As if what she took wasn’t just his— But part of him. She doesn’t know what he wants. She doesn’t know how to escape. She stole from a legend—and now she pays the price, but the debt is far from clear. (This is a side story to "When Crows Weep". It can be read on its own or after the main novel)

Five thieves. Four kingdoms. And emperors with world-ending power. Magic is forbidden. Laws are absolute. And betrayal is met with death. What began as petty theft unravels into something far darker— when soldiers return without memories, and ancient powers awaken. Between love and blood, secrets and revenge… anyone could be the hero. Or the killer.

Elias Crowe, a young man from a poor noble house, earned admission to Velmora Imperial Academy on an alchemy scholarship thanks to his exceptional talent. However, his introverted nature and grim appearance often lead others to mistake him for a secret villain—an impression only worsened by his specialization in poisons.

In an age where magic and technology intertwine, the current old kings that rule over the Yvanna galaxy usher in a new age, with their reign slowly coming to an end. Crowe, a fallen noble, learns the ways of the Wielders - sorcerers who wield the ancient language of gods. Although the path may seem grim, Crowe has every intention to heave the burdens of his fallen kingdom and pave better days for his comrades. Watch as Crowe unravels the mysteries of the ancient language and intertwine his very being with entities of unimaginable strength and horror. This is the story of Crowe, the Inkweaver.

In the forgotten village of Derenval, a barefoot orphan named Eritrea lives a life of hardship and solitude, unknown and unloved. Her days are filled with hunger and toil—until a dying stranger with a royal seal collapses at her doorstep, shattering everything she thought she knew. Within hours, Eritrea is thrust into a world of palace conspiracies, ancient prophecies, and bloodstained secrets. As whispers of a lost heir echo through the kingdom, Eritrea finds herself hunted by shadowy forces who see her not as a girl—but as a threat to their throne. Haunted by visions, guided by a fading prince, and pursued by the deadly Red Crows, Eritrea’s journey takes her from cursed woods to royal halls. But as she tastes the luxuries of royalty and feels the sting of betrayal, one truth becomes impossible to ignore: she may not be just a part of the prophecy—she may be the key to the kingdom’s fate. Will she rise to claim a destiny written in the stars? Or be destroyed by the very crown that calls her its own? Eritrea: The Accidental Princess is an epic tale of identity, sacrifice, love, and rebellion—where every truth hides a lie, and every ally may become the enemy.

Every night, when the world drifts into sleep, a hidden reality awakens. A select few—gifted yet cursed—enter The Forgotten Realm, a world where they transform into animals, each form dictating the power they wield in the waking world. The stronger they are in the dream, the weaker they are in reality, and vice versa. But the dream is more than a mere illusion; it is a battleground where survival is the only law. Elias Crowe, a loner with an uncanny ability to notice what others ignore, finds himself trapped in this nightmarish cycle as a raven—weak in the dream yet powerful in reality. When he stumbles upon an ancient truth hidden within The Forgotten Realm, he realizes the dreamworld is no mere escape—it is the graveyard of past realities, erased from existence through a cosmic reset. As other dreamwalkers hunt one another, consuming their prey to grow stronger, Elias discovers an even darker fate... Hunted in both the dream and the waking world, Elias must choose, fight to preserve a doomed existence or embrace annihilation and forge something new. As the lines between real and unreal blur, one question remains—can he outfly fate itself?

Echo sees death. Or maybe, death sees him. Trapped between delusion and reality, Echo searches for meaning in a world where time bleeds, crows whisper secrets, and his only anchor—Riven—might never have existed. As his mind fractures, one truth remains: Not everything that's real is true. And not everything that's true is real. Born into a strange family cursed—or blessed—with otherworldly gifts, Echo carries the cruelest one of all: the ability to see the life expectancy of every person around him, printed in bold, unchanging numbers above their heads. For him, life is a countdown. Death is a routine. Hope is a distant, dying star. But everything changes when he meets someone… different. A boy with no numbers. No countdown. Nothing at all. Riven doesn’t just defy Echo’s ability—he erases it. And that should be impossible. As ghostly phantoms draw closer and time itself begins to unravel, Echo must face the truth: Some people aren’t meant to be seen. Some are meant to be felt.

“An unrequited love that spans across innumerable lifetimes… This time, would it be a hit, or a miss?” In her first lifetime, she was a cold-blooded assassin with thousands of vengeful blades chasing her down while in her second lifetime, she became of a human panacea destined to be sacrificed for the royal family. Finally, in her third lifetime, she transmigrated into the body of an ordinary village girl and that was all that she could ever wish for! An ordinary life! All she had to do was to somehow raise her sickly brother back to health and earn some money, and her life would be perfect! That… was what the naive Nie Ling had initially thought until one day, she was met with the familiar foul face of a certain someone. This past-life’s-rotten-peach-blossom of hers, why is he here?!!! In her first lifetime, the man hold her hand and solemnly promised her. “Wait for me, I will save you!” In her second lifetime, the man pulled her arm and vowed to her with sincere eyes. “Whatever it is that you want, I will give you! Even myself!” In her third lifetime, the man not only flattened her crops, broke her door, and offended her little brother to the point of puking blood. He had also got the audacity to point at her and proclaimed. “From now on, I will be detaining you!” The flabbergasted Nie Ling: “For what?” The shameless black-bellied man: “To be my wife!” *wink A second later, another dashing youngster came in between the two, saying with a pitiful face. "Wifey, I don't agree with this polyamorous relationship." Another cute young male quickly chimed after him. “Sis, all men are beasts! Only I, the world’s most obedient little brother, is worthy of your love!” === Updating everyday :) If you like the story, don’t forget to vote, comment, rate, and add us to your library! Tags included: #LoveTriangle #RomanticComedy #Historical #TransmigrationFantasy #Cultivation

In the remote village of Rawasedep, the villagers follow an old warning: never roast crow meat beneath the full moon. The ritual, known as The Crow Satay, is believed to summon every kind of spirit and demon. From restless ghosts to ancient entities beyond human understanding, all are said to be drawn by the scent of burning feathers. Kliwon, a rational folklore researcher with no belief in the supernatural, returns to his late mother's village to document forgotten traditions. In an attempt to prove that fear is rooted in myth, he performs the ritual himself. That night, the air becomes heavy. The rice fields fall silent. And then, the shadows move. What begins as a simple experiment turns into a night of terror as Kliwon is confronted by headless spirits, cloaked figures, and creatures that should not exist. But the ritual did more than summon them. It awakened something buried deep within Kliwon's bloodline, something the villagers were too afraid to speak of. As the veil between worlds begins to tear, Kliwon must face the truth of who he is and what he has unleashed. Once the crows have been fed, there is no turning back.

Nathaniel "Nate" Graves, conocido en ciertos círculos sangrientos como "El Carnicero de Langley" o simplemente "Código 9", no quería volver. Tras ser quemado por la Sección Ómicron, una unidad gubernamental de "soluciones definitivas", su vida era humo barato y recuerdos peores que una resaca permanente. Pero cuando Vincent "El Cuervo" Crowe, un periodista de investigación con más enemigos que contactos (y eso es decir mucho), le suplica protección mientras intentan borrarlo del mapa por el "Expediente Cerberus", Nate sabe que su retiro se ha terminado. "¿Protegerte?", le espeta Nate, encendiendo un H. Upmann con manos que no tiemblan. "Cuervo, lo único que garantizo es que morirás cansado de correr." El Expediente Cerberus es una bomba: prueba la red de corrupción que une al Proyecto Sombras (asesinatos gubernamentales), Thorne Industries (explotación y contratos sucios), el violento Cártel de la Bahía (tráfico de todo lo imaginable) y policías y políticos hasta la médula podridos. Y el nombre de Nate está dentro, vinculado a la misión que lo convirtió en chivo expiario. Para limpiar su nombre (o vengarse con estilo), Nate necesita descifrar el Expediente y mantenerse vivo. Su único aliado estable es Vin, cuyo optimismo se limita a: "Buenas noticias, Carnicero: hoy solo nos quieren matar tres facciones distintas. ¡Progreso!". Pero la complicación tiene nombre, curvas y un juego peligroso: Seraphine Dubois, "El Ángel de Hierro". Esposa del magnate y político corrupto Darius Thorne, y amante de Nate. Su romance es pólvora mojada en whisky barato: pasión, celos tóxicos y la certeza de que ella comparte la cama de Thorne (y otros) para extraer secretos. "¿Te gusta mi vestido nuevo, querido?", le susurra Seraphine después de una cita con un juez comprado. "Es de seda italiana... y costó exactamente los detalles del próximo golpe de tu jefe contra los muelles. Una ganga, ¿no crees?" Nate lo sabe: Seraphine los usa a todos, y su información es un arma de doble filo. "Eres como un Upmann, Seraphine", le dice Nate en un raro momento de claridad. "Elegante, letal y condenadamente adictiva. Y sé que me matarás." Mientras la ciudad se desangra entre la codicia de Thorne, la brutalidad del Cártel de la Bahía liderado por Marta "La Dama" Rostova, la limpieza despiadada de Ómicron dirigida por el frío Director Vance ("El Archivista"), y la corrupción visceral del Comisionado Bell, Nate y Vin se adentran en el fango. Nate aplica su particular sentido del humor en medio del caos: "Disculpen el desorden", masculla después de dejar inconscientes a tres matones del Cártel en un club de striptease que sirve de fachada. "Pero su servicio al cliente era... mortalmente aburrido." Mientras Vin, revisando cámaras de seguridad hackeadas, comenta: "Mira el lado bueno, Código 9. Al menos la contaminación en el puerto oculta el olor a los que tú dejas atrás." La cacería es total. "La Jauría" de Ómicron, los sicarios del Cártel, los esbirros de Thorne y la policía corrupta de Bell quieren sus cabezas. Nate deberá usar cada gramo de su cerebro y cada gota de su brutal eficiencia para descifrar el Expediente, enfrentar la verdad sobre su pasado, decidir si Seraphine es su perdición o su salvación, y tal vez, solo tal vez, hacer justicia en una ciudad donde la corrupción es el único sistema que funciona. "Redención, Cuervo?", pregunta Nate mientras apunta a su siguiente objetivo, el humo de su Upmann dibujando una corona efímera sobre su cabeza. "Aquí lo único que se redime son las balas recicladas. Apunta y reza... o mejor, solo apunta." ¿Sobrevivirá Nate Graves lo suficiente para ver el Expediente Cerberus reventar en la cara de los poderosos? ¿O será solo otro nombre tachado en una lista interminable de bajas, fumando su último cigarrillo en el infierno que ayudó a crear? En esta ciudad, incluso la verdad huele a ceniza y tabaco caro... y tiene muy mal sentido del humor.

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.