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An Eldritch Legacy: Sin & Sacrilege

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence... All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that 'guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty; others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded; the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet 'he wishes I hold onto compassion. In 'his twisted form of madness, 'he has left me with no other choice. I shall let 'it fester until the day I make 'him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love 'he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense.
Ocean_Quill · 20.8K Views

Phantom of a Devil (BL)

Unlike every other person in this world, So Eun only dreamt of living. In a world where gods, demons, and mortals inhabit together to strive for peace and harmony, all of that toppled over when a Phantom child was born. And like a wimpy little flower, waving in the middle of a road bustling with people, was a reminder that being born as a Phantom, fragile as glass--was like treading on thin ice. A Phantom is forbidden to be hurt physically or emotionally, intense emotions will eventually cause him to get weak and lead to his death. A crack appears on the thin ice. One day, he met a boy named Han Min who saved him from being vanished. The most skilled fighter, became his one true friend. Until one night, something remarkable happened that changed their lives forever. Giving him a second chance to live, ten years had passed, and his heart was leading him to a certain evil supreme, and what he saw was just his best friend, Han Min. The innocent and honorable child who swore to protect him and his people, had long become the scourge of the heavens and a threat to the mortals. Why do tragedies of human lives appear in disguise as simple coincidences? After that night, what exactly had happened between them? Witness how these two unfortunate souls found their way to untangle the twisted knot of their fate. "After all these years, you know I would always come back to you." Their journey begins here. --- Slow-Burn, Mystery, Pining, Fantasy, Cultivation, Heavy Angst, Betrayal, Fluff, Romance, Tragedy, Drama, Psychological, Plot Twist! A reminder that this is BL. A lot of heart-wrenching revelation will await you by reading this. Trust the process. Please support this Author with votes, gifts, comments, reviews, and by obtaining a premium chapter for at least a special mention to every end of the chapter. That would be the fuel for the Author to write more! Support the Author: https://ko-fi.com/sharrnister *social media accounts announcement soon* --- Author is still stockpiling the updates. Disclaimer: Cover Art is not mine, all belong to the respective owner/artist. I will take it down if requested.
sharrnister · 419.5K Views

Crimson Phantom: Revolusi Tanpa Jejak

Darius Valtzheim dan Riven Aldevar telah berteman sejak kecil, meski berasal dari dua dunia yang berbeda—Darius adalah putra keluarga bangsawan, sementara Riven hanyalah anak dari keluarga miskin. Perbedaan status sosial mereka selalu menjadi bahan perbincangan di kalangan bangsawan, dengan Riven sering dicap sebagai "anjing penjilat." Namun, Darius tidak peduli dengan semua itu. Bagi Darius, Riven adalah teman sejatinya, satu-satunya orang yang memahami dirinya tanpa melihat statusnya. Tetapi di dalam hati Riven, ada kebencian yang telah tumbuh selama bertahun-tahun. Kebencian terhadap para bangsawan yang menindas rakyat jelata. Ketika rumor tentang seorang bangsawan yang tewas tanpa jejak mulai menyebar, Darius bertanya-tanya siapa pembunuhnya. Yang tidak ia sadari adalah bahwa dalang di balik pembunuhan itu adalah Riven sendiri. Dengan kekuatan supranatural misterius yang mulai bangkit dalam dirinya, Riven bersumpah untuk menghapus konsep bangsawan dari dunia ini, satu pembunuhan tanpa jejak pada satu waktu. Demi menjaga persahabatannya dengan Darius, Riven menyembunyikan identitasnya sebagai Crimson Phantom, sosok bayangan yang meneror kaum bangsawan. Ia memasuki akademi bangsawan bersama Darius untuk menyusup lebih dalam ke dalam sistem yang ingin ia hancurkan. Namun, semakin ia mendekati kebenaran, semakin banyak rahasia dunia yang terungkap—termasuk rahasia kelam tentang asal-usul dirinya sendiri. Akankah Riven berhasil menggulingkan sistem bangsawan tanpa ketahuan? Ataukah persahabatannya dengan Darius akan hancur ketika kebenaran terungkap? Satu hal yang pasti: Dunia ini akan berubah… dalam darah dan bayangan.
Kumoko_Castorice · 312 Views

UnHero: The Crowned Phantom System

In a world where the unseen weaves fate and power is both a blessing and a curse, the awakened are called Phantoms—warriors bound to the spirits, their strength the only shield between humanity and annihilation. Long ago, when the Wraithborn first descended—eldritch horrors that slithered from the void beyond existence—humanity stood at the edge of ruin. The skies darkened, cities crumbled, and no blade nor bullet could harm these spectral abominations. Then came the First Call—whispers from the Spiritscape, a realm beyond mortal comprehension. Those who heard it awakened as phantoms, wielding power borrowed from spirits unseen, pushing back the darkness and carving the first fragile dawn of survival. But survival had a price. Phantoms became the weapons of the world. The Regency regulated the phantoms, dictating their purpose: to fight or be discarded. Yet among them stood the Crowned Phantoms, legends of their kind, those who had ascended beyond the ordinary, commanding the Spiritscape with unrivaled mastery. They were kings among warriors, epitomes of power, the history of the ones revered. Countless yearned to be crowned, to stand above all, to forge their names in eternity. Kael Veyne wanted none of it. Awakened at the age of three—far too young, far too dangerous—Kael understood what others refused to see. Power was not glory. Power was chained. The world loved its heroes when they won but discarded them the moment they failed. He watched as Phantoms bled, as the Regency dictated their lives, as those who sought greatness were crushed under the weight of expectation. So he made a choice. He hid. For years, he lived in the shadows, using his power only to protect himself, refusing to be another cog in the machine. He wanted a quiet life, a life that was his. But fate is never kind to those who defy it. A single moment—an unseen ripple in the fabric of destiny—threatens to unravel everything. The Wraithborn are changing stronger, and no longer bound by the laws that once held them back. The Spiritscape stirs, its whispers louder than ever. The Regency is watching. And in the depths of the unseen world, an ancient prophecy murmurs of an emperor who walks between realms, commanding the spirits themselves. Kael has spent his life running from the inevitable. But when the tide rises and the world begins to shift, when all eyes turn toward him—will he remain a ghost in the crowd… or will the Spirit Emperor rise?
Helixj · 2K Views

Hunted: My Alpha Hates Me

Being the only human in a school full of supernatural beings is hard. But being fated to the son of the Alpha your father killed? That’s a death sentence. ******** Carnemore Academy was never meant for someone like Claire: the daughter of a head hunter who used to kill supernaturals in the past. But when the peace treaty between hunters and supernaturals start to crack, she’s sent straight to the heart of danger— a school where everyone hates her and wants her dead. No one despises her more than Zane Wolfe Ravenscroft, her mate and the son of the Alpha her father murdered. And then there’s Caius Valerius, a vampire prince who should hate her just as much, only he doesn’t. And Lorien Feyrune, the Fae prince with a shattered heart and dangerous obsession. As Claire navigates the dangers of Carnemore and her complex relationships, more secrets about her father is revealed. Now, she must choose. Duty or desire? Family or fate? Love or survival? Because in Carnemore, secrets are deadlier than silver bullets. And some bonds were never meant to be broken. ************* Claire barely had time to catch her breath before Zane was in front of her, his golden eyes locked onto hers like a predator closing in on its prey. “Why are you all over the place with Caius?” He asked. Claire crossed her arms, forcing herself to hold his gaze. “Because he’s my friend,” she said, though the moment the words left her lips, she saw the way Zane’s jaw tensed. “Friend?” He took a step closer, the space between them shrinking to nothing. She swallowed. “Why do you care?” His lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You can’t have friends.” Claire’s breath hitched. “Why?” Zane leaned in, his voice a whisper against her skin. “Because you’re mine.” Her stomach flipped, her nails digging into her palms. “You rejected me,” she reminded him, her throat tightening around the words. “You didn’t want me, remember?” “That doesn’t change anything.” Her heart pounded. “It changes everything.” He reached up, brushing his fingers against her jaw, tilting her chin so she couldn’t look away. “You don’t get it, do you?” His voice was softer now, but no less dangerous. “You’re my toy, Claire.” His thumb grazed her bottom lip, sending a shiver down her spine. “And I’m the only one who gets to play with you.” ************ This book is rated 18+. Fantasy Romance Morally Grey ML Smut Bullying Violence No Reverse Harem
Author_Danny · 9.3K Views
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