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Ashes to Apex

For years, he knew only stillness. Confined to a body that refused to move, unable to speak or act, his world was reduced to the smallest of motions—a blink, a breath. He had lived on the fringes of existence, watching life pass him by while his dreams withered, unreachable. On modern-day Earth, his broken body had long sentenced him to a life of quiet despair. Then the world changed. When the heavens split and the Cultivation Assist System descended, the rules of reality were rewritten. The Awakening brought power, opportunity, and a spark of hope to every corner of the world. For him, it brought a miracle: the chance to heal. The system mended the broken shell that had confined him for so long, restoring his strength and granting him the body he had always longed for. For the first time in years, he stood, felt the earth beneath his feet, and believed he could rise alongside the world’s new era. But even miracles have limits. While others rushed into the grand Pagodas—the centers of knowledge and cultivation where the strongest paths began—he was denied entry. Barred from the heart of the Awakening, he was forced to endure its trials on the outskirts. Every step forward came harder for him than it did for others. He clawed and fought for scraps of the opportunities others seemed to have handed to them. But he did not stop. Through sheer determination, he began to ascend. Slowly but surely, he carved out his place in the new world, defying the odds and the whispers of those who doubted him. He could see the life he had dreamed of—freedom, power, and the chance to soar—just within reach. But the world was not as kind as he believed. Just as he reached for the heights he had fought so hard to claim, betrayal struck. The knife that ended his life came not from an enemy, but from someone he thought loved him. The warmth of trust turned to the cold sting of death, and in his final moments, as the darkness took him, he wondered how he could have been so blind. But death was not the end. When he awakens again, in a new life and body, the memories of his first remain vivid and sharp. The struggles, the triumphs, and the bitter sting of betrayal—they burn within him, forging a determination that will not be silenced. The Cultivation Assist System is still there, but the rules of his second life are different, and the world he returns to is even more dangerous than before. Ashes to Apex follows the journey of a young man who rose from nothing, fought against impossible odds, and was struck down before he could truly soar. It is a tale of rebirth, ambition, and the unyielding drive to rise beyond the limits of fate. As the embers of his first life ignite a new flame, one question remains: How far can he rise before the ashes of his past threaten to consume him once more?
litrpgfanfic · 1.5K Views

A Tale of Three Brothers

In a world where legacies are forged in fire and shadows, family is both the greatest strength—and the deadliest weapon. The Bellator brothers—descendants of a bloodline feared and revered for generations—are bound by an unbreakable bond and a shared duty. Val, the youngest, harbors a dark secret alongside the family’s famed Purple Fire: the rare, deadly power of the Void, which isolates him even from his own kin. Together with Ember and Exeo, he forms Team Unknown, an elite assassination unit that treads the thin line between loyalty and vengeance. Yet, in the brutal world of shadows they inhabit, loyalty can be a fragile thing. When betrayal threatens the family’s very core, alliances fracture, hidden truths rise, and deadly enemies close in. As they confront sinister forces that seek to unravel their legacy, the brothers discover that the most harrowing battles are not always fought on the field, but within the heart. Vol1: (Season 1) Revenge’s Poison—is a tale of blood, sacrifice, and the unbreakable ties that define true strength, even when the world—and their own destinies—turn against them. Vol2: (Season 2) Light and Dark - Clareo's Finest will face their greatest allies and worst foes yet. Vol3: (Season 3) The Final Battle -draws the Bellator brothers, and Team Unknown into a harrowing confrontation that will test not only their powers but the very fabric of their bond. Step into a world where strength is defined not just by the power you wield, but by the battles you fight within yourself. --- Author Notes: I will be posting this story on Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/378625781-a-tale-of-three-brothers and in Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/377015/fictions
DaoistiYBqW0 · 28.1K Views

Sistema Devorador de Caos

``` Em um futuro distante... O mundo todo passou por uma mudança desafiadora do céu, enquanto a Terra era forçosamente deslocada da Galáxia da Via Láctea para outra Galáxia por algumas forças desconhecidas. Uma Nova Galáxia completamente fora de sua mais selvagem imaginação. Um novo tipo de energia cósmica conhecida como Mana invadiu a Terra, transformando sua própria essência enquanto o mundo testemunhava sua norma regular despedaçada em pedaços. A energia cósmica entrou no corpo humano à medida que despertava forçosamente novos genes neles que antes eram considerados um mito. As regras do mundo foram forçosamente mudadas, pois tornou-se um lugar onde apenas ficar mais forte importava e apenas aqueles com os genes mais poderosos eram dignos de respeito. A força da humanidade cresceu e também sua curiosidade, fazendo-os sair da Terra e explorar o novo universo, mas eles ficaram chocados com o que viram. Raças alienígenas poderosas que estavam muito além deles em tecnologia e compreensão da Mana, existências devoradoras de mundos, mundos inexplorados e cosmos. Este Universo era simplesmente ilimitado e a palavra "impossível" não existe. A história segue um jovem chamado Zeras Celestria, um descendente de uma das Nove Famílias que foi considerado lixo e vendido a uma força obscura que usa humanos para experimentos, devido à sua incapacidade de despertar o poderoso Gene Martelo Relâmpago A-Grade da família Celestria, e em vez disso despertou o desprezível gene de cabelo multicolorido grau F. Jogado em uma pilha de corpos mortos considerados falhas experimentais e a vida lentamente se esvaindo dele. Zeras apertou os dentes com força enquanto um gosto louco por vingança cintilava no fundo de seus olhos, mas também com um toque de desamparo. Até que... "Parabéns." "Hospedeiro foi abençoado pelo Caos." "Hospedeiro despertou com sucesso o Gene Devorar Caos SSS-Grade." Armado com um Gene SSS-Grade e uma vontade indomável de vingança. Zeras embarcou em um caminho para se tornar o mais forte e dominar o universo ilimitado. Um caminho que muitos trilharam, mas nenhum jamais teve sucesso. -- -- -- Uma Cena Futura... "Olhe nos meus olhos, o que você vê..." Um jovem, com cabelos brancos como a neve mais pura, lábios mais vermelhos que o sangue, e um rosto esculpido pela perfeição em si. Mas esses olhos, não, eles não podiam ser chamados assim... Eram em vez disso um buraco negro sem fim de... "Eu vejo Morte, Loucura, Dor, E..." "Sim, Eu sou a Última Encarnação do Caos..." -- -- -- Agenda de Atualização: Atualização diária. Mínimo de três capítulos por dia. -- -- -- [Confira também o Meu Novo Livro: Crônicas Abissais: Renascimento nas Ruínas] ```
Supreme_IQ · 82.6K Views

Embers Of The Night

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?
Aishat_isd · 14.4K Views

The Color of Shadows

The world of Abberith thrives on wonder and magic, where the age of Aura Magic has propelled humanity into an era of unimaginable progress. Aura is the latent potential within most humans, enabling them to channel their will into casting spells or creating magical technology that powers an industrial revolution like no other. Each person’s Aura glows with a unique color, reflecting their abilities on the spectrum of power. But a world that shines this bright is bound to have its shadows. The nation of Gina, a rising magical superpower, teeters on the brink of war, seeking to expand its borders to fuel its ravenous hunger for resources and maintain its Aura-driven empire. Gina is ruled by the Harrow Sect, a collection of elite Aura Knights whose mastery of magic and combat has solidified their cruel dominion. Every year, children who come of age are offered a chance to partake in The Trial, a grueling test that determines whether they can join one of the great knight sects within Gina, granting them the training and prestige needed to rise in a society where power defines freedom. But not everyone is so fortunate. Some cannot grow their Aura, and a few- like Joker- are born with none at all. Those born without Aura are branded as a Harlequin and cast to the lowest rung of society. Joker survives in the shadows of Sing, a city built around the Harrow Sect- and a place subject to the majority of their tyranny. Here Harlequins are slaves, tools, and scapegoats, robbed of opportunity and humanity in a world that values strength above all else- acknowledged only to be the playthings of knights. Yet beneath the city’s glittering spires and oppressive streets, the embers of rebellion begin to smolder. The Harlequins are reaching their breaking point, and the whispers of the hidden Revolution Cult grow louder. When a chance encounter pulls Joker into their secret world, he discovers a shocking truth: his parents, who he never knew, were leaders in the rebellion—martyrs who gave everything to ignite a spark of hope amongst the Harlequin. Now, as the Harrow Sect tightens its grip on Gina and rebellion rises from the shadows, Joker must decide where he stands. Will he remain a pawn in a system designed to break him, or rise as a symbol of defiance? In a world where power is taken, not given, Joker’s path will blur the lines between survival and revolution as he faces the legacy of his parents and the potential buried deep within himself.
Jeweled_Rose · 300 Views

The Celestial Accords

In the kingdom of Valoria, an area the Celestial Accord unveils, there is a kingdom where a bitter wind came that carried a fierce message; there is a dragon, a legendary creature trapped within a prophecy that has awakened. High Mage pulls together Sir Elian Stormblade who is summoned to him, claiming him to be the one meant to bring together five chosen heroes and confront this ancient peril. The journey of Elian kicks off at the Emberwood where he meets an elven mage called Kaela Firethorn, well-versed with fire magic. They however get to trust each other after they perform a link through a procedure which allows them to perceive the Celestial Accord, an old magic for the need for togetherness as well as those for sacrifice. The next stop is Ironspine Mountains; as they try to find him they introduce us to Grimmir Stonejaw an exceptionally skilled dwarven forge-smith. Grimmir joins their venture following their demonstration by defeating a forge wraith and bringing back its ember. Following this success, the trio proceed to Verdant Vale where they are looking for Lira Swiftfoot a shrewd halfling scout. Though hesitant initially, Lira finally accepts after seeking guidance from an age-long sanctuary in the quest for purposeful clarity. Coming together, the heroes have individual anxieties and collective destinies become overwhelmed. Each has their own unique abilities that they bring into play as they embark on a journey that promises to be an epic of courage, and companionship against evil with the dragon looming ever closer threatening to engulf Valoria in the mayhem.
J_Danur · 477 Views

Hyperborea

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."
EBS · 1.1K Views

Enigma of the Thousand-Year Sentinel: The Ethereal Tale of Wyrmpire

Seven Realms, One Egg, Two Hearts. In ancient times, there lay a story that was condemned to be chained in secrecy—an unthinkable era was brewed by continuous discord among the inhabitants of the seven realms, blinding them to the cruelty of war. From there, the era's aroma lingered, and darkness dominated both the realms of humans and elementals. But a streak of hope appeared in the sky. In times of crisis, a glowing orb emerged from the depths of the Wyrmpirean seas. People from all seven realms were revitalized and rejoiced. Mythical beasts of Water, Earth, Fire, Air, Spirit, and Shadow came to light. Their power grew through the alchemy of elements and light, and this glowing orb turned out to be an ethereal egg. It was the vital force of the great Luxian beast, destined to be the sentinel of Wyrmpire. However, the poison of greed for power once again took hold of one of the human leaders. In an age when the seven realms coexisted in delicate equilibrium, the harmonious symphony of magic and mythical creatures was abruptly silenced by Gat of Luwalhat'ti's insatiable thirst for dominion. He ordered the capture of the elemental beasts and exploited their essence. Relentlessly pursuing the fabled Mythical Egg for his own self-indulgent desires, he caused this primordial artifact—whispered to possess unimaginable power—to shatter the peace and plunge the world into devastating war, reigniting the embers of chaos from the past. The realms became more divided than ever. Sinagthala, the first to succumb to his ruthless conquest, bears the scars of his ambition. Emir Akkainu, in a desperate act of self-sacrifice, secured the egg at a heart-wrenching cost—his own son, Karrim. Now, Karrim, burdened by a curse yet bestowed with enigmatic abilities, embarks on a perilous quest for vengeance against the Gat. His path intertwines with that of Klarra, Gat's daughter, who, disillusioned by her father's tyranny, yearns for peace and justice. Amidst the chaos and despair of a war-torn world, an unexpected love blossoms; a fragile beacon of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. Will they find redemption amidst the ruins of a broken world, or will the insatiable hunger for power and the scars of the past consume them all, as history repeats itself? The convergence of Karrim and Klarra's journey is set to test the very limits of their courage, loyalty, and love.
Ylislewordsmithery · 7.9K Views

Rebirth: My Fiery Marriage With Mister Dragon!

~Our love will bring chaos to the world...but who cares~ Many eons ago when dragons still roamed the lands bringing peace and prosperity to it’s people. Then one day a dragon decided to rebel, it was known as the black dragon, the creature known to bring chaos and destruction along its wake. His actions had angered the gods and with that a curse was laid on him. That he would suffer for eternity, day and night, feeling the pain and sorrow of those he had cause pain and suffering to. But one god was merciful and said for if the black dragon found the reincarnation of the goddess Nu Wan and she remembered who he was, he would be made whole again. Fast-forward to the present day... "I've waited centuries, watching civilizations rise and fall, waiting for the day you'd arrive. And now, you deliver yourself to my doorstep?" The 199cm tall CEO of DK Corporation, with eyes that burned like embers, pinned a nervous-looking woman against the bedstead. He could smell the scent of the goddess all over her. "Pardon me, sir, I'm just a maid who got hired today. I don't understand what you're talking about?" The man's face paled, his grip on her arms tightening. "Do you not remember who I am?" The woman shook her head, confusion etched on her face. This was her first meeting with the enigmatic CEO. "They deceived me! What is your name?" "Nu Wan..." The man's voice was low and husky as he pulled her closer. "Listen, Nu Wan. You belong to me now. You'll love and adore me, and no matter what it takes, you must remember who I am." Nu Wan's ordinary life is turned upside down when she meets the eccentric CEO, who turns out to be the dragon king and her betrothed. Now, she's tasked with the mission to remember their past and break the curse that has haunted him for centuries.
Little_North_Star · 23K Views
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