Faithless

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EL'TOREL KAD in his first world was a modest and diligent angel and this made him find favour in his creator . His fellow angels were envious and jealous, therefore they conspired against him and he was banished into the realm of humans. While on earth his quest for divine redemption was disrupted by same enemies whom were responsible for his downfall. Humans too were not on his satisfying part, his life becomes a mess characterized by hate, prejudice, passion and disaster. His vitality in the human world diminished to nothing. His fears of the world crumbling because of him became reality. His numerous ordeals were surrounded by faithlessness, peril, and destruction. What possibly could liberate him out of his unfortunate plights.

I remember that life was always gray and dreary, those who saw it as grass and flowers were naive. Those who said that life revolves around the memory you made are fools. Those who spoke that life is a beautiful creation of some being are delusional. They think I'm pessimistic, an oddball of society, a piece of trash who doesn't have the will to live. In all honesty, they are just afraid, fearful that life won't be so green anymore, they felt rushed to enjoy life as it is. But I don't see it that way, life was never green or colorful to me. It was an illusion to cover up the impending doom of self-blame, destruction, and unknown time of death. They fear time, as long as the river flows death follows and gazes at the fishes that swam till they die and collect them. To me, it's laughable that they fight and fight until someone dies and then they felt remorse and wish they could turn back time to redo everything. The beliefs of many are easily shaken when life withers and turns into a cold corpse. Even at my death, I was peaceful as I took my last breath and look at the world with my empty eyes filled with dimness. I thought I would be free as I enter my eternal slumber but I then felt a beating heart, heard muffled noises, and an expanding light that quickly came. That was the time I was born and lived again to see life once more who smiled at me with malice on her lips. She was gorgeous, her beauty knows no bounds but she is quite fickle and is easily irritated. And she seems angered by me who doesn't look at her beauty very much. 'Sorry, all I see is gray and dread wherever I look. Your beauty is untouchable but we are privileged enough to witness it, alas, your colors don't enchant me.' That was my last thought after I was born. ... The cover is not mine, the credit fully goes to the owner.

Part Two of Five Worlds in the Abyss. The giant sorceress Eurilda pursues her faithless lover, Khyte, as well as vengeance on his new paramour, Queen Inglefras of the Dryad World. On Amazon, this is the back half of In the Abyss. On Webnovel, each part is its own novel.

Book One of Five Worlds in the Abyss. On a pentad of stolen fantasy worlds in a pocket universe created by a jealous god, friendships disintegrate as civil war foments. When Khyte is sent on a treasure hunt to The Goblin World, and his faithless collaborators entice him to rescue the dryad Princess Inglefras, it leads to betrayal, pursuit, a fall into giant hands, and a pledge to a deathless beloved.

The Devourer with the Blood of the Gods on his Fang... The Pale Rider, Whose Hatred will burn the heavens... The Lone Sword in an empty battlefield, Screaming in Agony and Despair. Scattered and Fallen white feathers, Forgotten by Time The Faithless Believer chained by his own holy oath. The Wise King of King's Return, The Butterfly flaps it's wings once more. An age old tale told by common folk. One of legend, one of despair. For whoever gains access to the strongest weapons created by the wise king shall rule over everything. An immortal tale told across myriads of dimensions, yet the truth still remains hidden. Except for him. An exorcist on his dying breath. He, Zalman once known as the ultimate demon killer, stared at the gods in which he staked his entire existence for with hatred. His faith shaken to the core. His body battered and broken. His will shattered and ground to dust. Yet he clung fervently towards the small glimmer of hope. Towards his sworn enemy. A demon. "If you help me, I help you" His words echoed in his head, like the sweetest pastry he could ever imagine. Zalman grinned, "Fine, I'll find out the truth behind this world. I alone shall save it." The demon gave out a sonorous laughter as he gave Zalman unimaginable power. Thus began the tale not all, but one of many tales. The faithless believer chained by his holy oath. The fifth prophecy. The man who would turn his world upside down. --- Hello again. This book is an entry for the 168th WPA. I hope you guys give it a go and I hope you enjoy! Cover Art by Jeong Min Hyun (Art Station) If you want the cover removed I'll happily oblige.

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. In the beginning, God created seven heavenly beings, the Seven Highest Angel. The Seven Angels decided to create a being analogous to their entirety and dedicate it to the Supreme God as a lagniappe to their eternal service and devotion to him. Aristha, the creation of the Seven Angels. The astounding perfection of a servant, the most beautiful, glorious, stoic, faithful servant. Of course the Supreme God was buoyant of this wonderful gift so he appointed her as the highest servant. The beffiting title for her. The sole reason for her existance. But a tragedy occured... "Master, Master, hear my plee Father, Father, please save me Forgive what I have done wrong Bring me back to where I belong"

In a post-apocalyptic world, nomadic tribes struggle for survival. But not all is as it seems.....

Withra Madalion struggles to leave her fathers covenant and her fate as the Destroyer. All she wants is to live a normal life and is willing to fight tooth and nail to get out. Her fathers city may be a utopia to some but it is a hellish dystopia to her. She must make new friends, suffer through betrayal, endure being hunted and wounded to finally be free.

If one were to die, where would one go? A tragic question for Liemann, for he never got to arrive at an answer. Instead, he'd found himself in a world that had changed, though not enough to become unrecognisable. There were still plants, animals, and humans. Buildings, roads, and workshops. Churches, kings, and councils... ...and the supernatural... Plaguebearers, Doom Heralds, and the Hollow Prophet. Reality Arbiters, Soothsayers, and Leinnolls. One way or another, the world had changed as the mystical powers of runes and soulbinds caused forces beyond the grasp of the ordinary to emerge. Heedless and faithless, he will stumble, lost in the dusk of mystery as they peer back from the depths below.

She was reborn. Back when she was still turning '21 yearsold' in two months. An intelligent and cunning lady. A calm and nice-tempered woman that attracts her fiance in the past life, the '26-years-old' woman that's blinded by love. Back when she wasn't cheated yet, by her bestfriend and ex-fiance. Back when, she believed her heart and feelings was smarter than her mind. That she even rejected the 'uncertainty and doubt' part of her brain for love. Love that.. Ended up full of cruelty, betrayal and faithlessness. But now she is back, again. With her memories full of darkness that almost eaten her up whole. She wants revenge. She wants them to pay every tear. Every crack in her heart. As this heightened her grudge to revenge, you all will witness - A Woman's Reprisal. °•°•°• If any of you guys might be concerned or confused, this story is also available and can be read on: Webnovel(currently updating new chapters) Kungfu Books (gonna update the new chaps) Wattpad(most active, with new 2-3 chapters per week) .. My Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/JMGNbHB

He could ruin cities, destroy temples, trample villages. Or he could free captive lands, rebuild towns, unite a people. He was one of the greatest kings to ever grace the realm...with her by his side. He was the mind, she was the heart. He led the wars, she kept the peace. He was as great as he was because she was as amazing as she was. But when she stayed faithful, he became faithless. When she remained by him despite the suffering, he avoided her and sought solace elsewhere. And then...she was gone.

What defines justice? or rather what is justice? It's a rather confusing dilemma depending on which side you stand. There is no such thing as morality being black or white. It's gray, a little bit of both. What if you were given an opportunity to manifest your own justice as a weapon. Would you be blind and impartial? Or would you take it into your own hands and mete out punishment for the wicked? Join Sol a boy who found himself in a world called ether where justice is imbalanced, mired with filth and corruption, as paves his way creating his own meaning. His own justice. Just like the prophecy once said... The Devourer with the Blood of the Gods on his Fang... The Pale Rider, Whose Hatred will burn the heavens... The Lone Sword in an empty battlefield, Screaming in Agony and Despair. Scattered and Fallen white feathers, Forgotten by Time The Faithless Believer chained by his own holy oath. The Wise King of King's Return, The Butterfly flaps it's wings once more. The prophecy that is as old as time. The Wise King's return is inevitable. The butterfly flaps its wings once again as it edges closer to the truth. ---- Hello it's me good ol unreliable author with no stable updates here to show another book that he has started. This time it's a submission towards the spirit awards. Give it a read and I hope you enjoy! Basically this book is an homage to the tokusatsu genre while putting an original spin to it. Cover Art by Mizael Tengu (Art Station) If you want the cover art removed I'll happily oblige.

«Samuel, The heroes are gone, it’s time for we demons to conquer the world!» “Call me, Daddy.” «But… Sam— Daddy, we have to hurry!» “This would take only a second at most, let’s watch a movie first.” —— He was the demon lord! He had conquered heaven and earth! He rejected the system! Now, he wanted to relax and live his new life as the regular teacher of a regular school in a regular world. All that ended when these so-called new gods began to play games with him. They wanted to rid the world of his kind, and bring their so called faith to the faithless world. From toppling buildings to raining down meteors from the sky, the new-gods were determined to kill the demon lord. The demon lord on the other hand was determined to maintaining his peaceful life as teacher. If it meant he had to rend heaven asunder once again, he was prepared to do it! Samuel Anderson was going to do everything it required! Well, after he got himself a girlfriend — or at least learned how to cook an edible meal for himself. Even conquering his intense por— fun addiction! — No NTR No Yuri No Incest