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Incarnate

Monster's Genie

[Warning: R-18 Content] "What kind of evil has been unleashed upon this world? Do you even understand what a genie truly is? It is the very incarnation of evil—the pure essence of desire residing in the hearts of living beings. A symbol of greed and unquenchable longing, it embodies the darkest corners of existence." It was the day when the land of Doria first knew fear. Monsters had their wishes granted, and humans began to feel the rise of overwhelming evil. Villages were massacred. Women were kidnapped to be used as breeding tools. Men were slaughtered for their flesh. Children were used as grotesque decorations. Were monsters always this cruel, or had something changed? Some of those lucky enough to survive whispered tales of a certain man who appeared out of nowhere, leading the monsters in their campaign to ruin humanity. Some call him a demon king; others call him the harbinger of evil. But was he truly either? This is a tale of wish fulfilment for monsters. But do they truly get what they desire, or is it merely another play of a certain evil being? *** Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR) —This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental. —18+ chapters will be marked. Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord for Illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr Hope you enjoy this work! Thank you for reading as always:)
ElectricLuna · 11K Views

Re: Player

Being thrown into the game-world of [Call of the Black Magicians], Adam was forced to survive with no prior information. Except for his memories of the Game-World and his name, he did not have any memories of his previous life. But fret not, even though the Game-World had many perils and was on the verge of extinction at every next step, it also had its beauty and magic, one to die for. With the authority of [Player], he could save and restart until he achieved his desired result.  He could learn skills of the ‘NPCs’ and achieve the results like the ‘Players.’  He could literally solo the entire game world to achieve his desired results. Whether he wants to save the world or destroy it, he could do it… as many times as he wishes. Even the [Black Magicians] won’t be able to do anything about it… probably. But was it all there was to it? [Beta Version 0.1 will begin in 6 Months: 29 days: 23 Hours!] I guess not… … Description: In the World of Zarraf, their lives Gods, not all Gods are good and certainly none are without motives.  They rule the world’s 7 nations:  The Nation of Light and Sun The Nation of Water The Nation of Fire The Nation of Life The Nation of Earth The Nation of Moon The Nation of Wind Each ruled by a goddess that has their own stance in their ruling.  But that is only the first page of this world. The second page colors the Ancient Gods of Corruption, Rage, Curse, Death and Hate. The third belongs the Seven Sins’ Incarnations that are ready to succeed the Ancient Gods. The Fourth is of the Witches who stand against all Gods equally. And the Final Page colors the [Immortals] or otherwise known as [Players] that will be summoned to bring Chaos to this world. A World that was meant to be destroyed. Such is the fate of the world of Zarraf, as powers beyond the realm of mortals threaten the dynamic equilibrium of their existence. In the end, the world was prophesied to be destroyed by one cause or another. Nothing could prevent looming destruction… Or so... It was supposed to happen… … Hey, Author here to give a quick glance at a couple of things that are normally asked. Harem? Yes Romance? Yes System? Obviously Smut? Oh yes! Adventure RPG? Yes. Power Creeping? Not really. Overpowered? Depends on how you see it Smart MC? I guess so.  Wise MC? Yes Something you need to know before you read The MC has the ability to [Save] a point (there are some conditions), with which he can return in time. So basically, he is an immortal. Though that doesn’t make him invincible from the start, rather he grows by making correct choices. The World is dynamic and pretty much anything can happen anytime. (It’s just my way of saying that there will be twists… pretty much unexpected ones as well).  And then there will be solutions to those unexpected situations as well, depending upon the absurdity of it. (I won’t have any more plot armor since I gave him a pretty big buff of immortality, so everything will be connected and won’t just happen by luck. Everything will be cleared by the end of an arc, so you need to be patient before deciding on it.) It has a mix of everything. Thriller, Adventure, Action, Smut, Romance, Slice of Life, etc. so there is that as well. ……. [Mature Warning: This Novel Contains R-18 Content!] https://discord.gg/2swHXduWg3
Ethel_Imaginations · 1.4M Views

Re : Life

Ale, the 'Incarnation of an ancient saint', 'An angel', 'The right hand of God', he goes by many names within the people of his duchy. And just like those names suggests, he's a kind, understanding, smart yet down to earth soul, someone you'd look for in times of despair.He was like a Messiah, an example for others to look up to. And he achieved all that within three years. Before that, nobody even acknowledged his existence. Now, you may ask what could've happened three years ago that changed him like this, which gave birth to this hero. To answer your question, it's 'death'. He died. Not three years ago but twenty years into the future. He died twenty years later in the future and then came back to the past, to the beginning of everything, to a time where nothing had gone wrong. He lived a miserable life and died a miserable death. All he wanted was to do was help people and be a good person, but what he received in return was a world of pain, the death of his loved ones and the title of 'The betrayer of humanity'. It was him against the entire world, a life full of misunderstanding. Yet, all he did was helping a wounded soul. He received all that for helping someone he shouldn't have, for befriending someone he should've killed at first site. He befriended a demon. But it was all in the past now. The future he experienced no longer existed. The naïve young master was no longer there. The Ale of present was a person with knowledge, experience and skill unlike no other. And this time, he wasn't going to repeat the mistakes of his past anymore. He wasn't going to walk a road of ignorance and foolishness. This time, what path will he choose? In this second chance, what mistakes will he undo and what enemies will he need to deal with? Will he be able to save his loved ones in this life? And in the end, what will happen to Ale, this man full of unseen scars and wounds? Will he actually be able to heal?
Partim · 179.8K Views

I Transmigrated as a Vampiric Prince

Sethius Von Nevermore. A name I know all too well. Calling him a demon spawn, a bastard, or a vile criminal would do him injustice. People inside the story may say he's the pure incarnation of death, wrapped in the pristine clothes of nobility. A prince born in the very thing he embodies, whose first breath became his mother's last. Second-born to the throne but first in infamy. A villain whose existence makes ink turn crimson with dread. And now? Now, as I stare into this accursed mirror, all I see is his face, those hollow crimson eyes, in which my soul seems to be trapped for eternity. Oh dear heavens, how hearty must he be laughing because I... I have transmigrated into the body of the worst villain in the novel I used to read. But, even then this poor, pathetic, little me will do what my sorry excuse of predecessor couldn’t accomplish even in his wildest dreams. Killing the story protagonist. ///////////////////////////// Just wanna say a few things: 1) The plan is for it to be free so no pay to read bs and even if I change my mind in the future I guarantee at least 100 chapters( if I get that far) 2)Even if it may suck at the start plese read at least maybe 5-10 chapters before dropping it. 3) the first chapter will between 500-1000 words until I get the hang of how to write cuz like alot of people here, english is not my first language. 4) I use AI to help me write this cuz I suck so if this doesn't sit well with you fell free to skip.( ´-`) 5)Enjoy reading ( ´∀` )b
Faier · 6.7K Views

I Am Chaos Incarnate

In the infinite expanse of void and formlessness, there was only Chaos—an ever-shifting, boundless essence of potential, where time and space were nonexistent. From the heart of Chaos emerged the Primordial One, a being neither light nor dark but a balance of all forces, born from the first ripple of will within the void. This entity, known only as The Architect, brought order to the chaotic abyss, birthing the elements of creation: Light, Darkness, Fire, Water, Earth, and Air. With each breath of the Architect, universes unfolded, vast and teeming with stars and planets, each imbued with the essence of Chaos. The Architect forged the Pillars of Existence—Laws that governed reality itself, weaving harmony into the once-unbridled tempest. From Chaos sprang the first divine beings, the Primordial Titans, who embodied the elements and shaped the nascent cosmos. These Titans, though mighty, were flawed, and their desires ignited the first conflicts in the nascent universe. To maintain balance, the Architect split their essence, creating the Cosmic Pantheon, beings of wisdom and strength tasked with guiding creation. Yet, a fragment of pure Chaos remained uncontained, giving rise to a malevolent force known as The Void, seeking to unmake what had been formed. Aetheris Realm In the heart of Aetherium, within the opulent halls of the royal palace, a child was born to the ruling family. As the first cries echoed through the chamber, a strange thought emerged in the child's mind: "Where in the world am I?"
Chaosgod24 · 23.6K Views

Death's incarnate

A lot seemed off about him, his hair color had changed from the usual dark brown to white. It was really confusing, early at school his hair was dark brown, so what happened between the few minutes they were apart. "Dean",Audrey hurried towards him but he raised his left hand up to stop her in her tracks. "Don't come any closer", he whispered underneath his breath, with all that his gaze was on the ground "But-", Audrey tried stepping forward. "Don't", he said raising his head to look at her directly,she could see his face clearly now. At school his iris held a little bit of color but right now,it had non. His eyes were so clear he looked blind. "Dean what's happening to you",Audrey cried in panic. She didn't know what was going on with Dean, what hurt her the most was he didn't want her next to him. How can she help him if she can't get close, but even with that she was still stubborn. Dean was at the far end of his room, bit by bit Audrey covered the gap."It's Time",Dean said trying to play down his emotion, but it could'nt be hidden. "What is Time?", Audrey asked confused walking to him slowly. "Dean you're scaring me". As she tried walking towards him, she felt as tho she was being pushed back, the closer the distance between them,the harder it was for her to come close. "Time for me to go-ah",Dean groan holding his side. “Dean!”, Audrey exclaimed, she increased her pace but the force was strong and the injury she had under her feet didn't make it any better. "He has come", he said letting out a dry cough. "Who has come?",Audrey asked. What is time?who has come?, she asked herself. "Mortem", Dean said with short of breath. . Life has never been good to Audrey, after loosing her parents at a tender age. she works extra and hard to make ends meet, she made a friend. Not long after he to was taken. luck hasn't always been on her side, will she pick herself up and keep pushing, or will she succumb to the bad luck holding her down. note: The cover isn't mine,it was gotten from Pinterest. so I give credit to the artist. Disclaimer: everything written here is based on pure imagination The schools, characters and places are not real
young_daily · 58K Views

Zero hours: Clash of legends

Prologue: Zero Hour In the vast emptiness of space, where the stars burned like eternal watchmen, they came. The Zeros, an alien race born from the Void Nexus—a dimension beyond the comprehension of mortal minds. They were not conquerors in the traditional sense; they were perfection incarnate, beings that believed the weak had no right to exist. And to them, humanity was the epitome of weakness. The invasion was swift and merciless. Earth’s defenses, no matter how advanced, crumbled like sand before the storm. Cities turned to ash, oceans boiled, and the cries of the fallen echoed through the ruins. Humanity, for all its progress and ingenuity, was powerless. The Zeros’ leader, Alpha Prime, declared Earth’s fate with chilling finality: “Your existence is a stain upon the cosmos. You will be erased.” But before the Zeros could deliver their final blow, the skies cracked with an unnatural light. A rift opened, and from it emerged a being unlike anything seen before. It was neither Zero nor human, neither beast nor god. Its form was ever-shifting—blinding light one moment, a shadowy abyss the next. It spoke, its voice resonating through the minds of all who heard it. “I am the unknown my kind is called Arbiter,” it declared, its tone neither kind nor cruel, “and I will not allow this annihilation to proceed unchecked.” Alpha Prime, unshaken, confronted the Arbiter. “Who are you to interfere with the natural order?” The Arbiter known as unknown response was simple, yet its weight crushed the very air around them. “Balance must be preserved. You claim to be superior, but you must prove it. Let the strongest of your kind face the strongest of theirs. Twelve against twelve. Champions of Earth against the champions of the Void.” The Zeros hesitated, their pride unwilling to reject the challenge. Humanity, desperate and beaten, had no choice but to accept. The Arbiter’s rules were final: Each side would choose twelve warriors. The battles would take place in a realm crafted by the Arbiter itself, where no weapon or trick could interfere. The victors would decide the fate of Earth. Yet, there was one twist. To the twelve chosen humans, the Arbiter bestowed a gift: the ability to reach their full potential—powers drawn from the essence of their very souls. The weak would become mighty, and the mighty would ascend to legends. Across time and space, the Arbiter began its work. From the shadows of history, it summoned Leonidas, the king who defied an empire; Joan of Arc, the saint who burned for her cause; and ten others, each with their own tales of triumph and tragedy. They awoke in the Arbiter’s realm, dazed but burning with newfound strength. The Zeros, too, gathered their champions—the Zero Twelve, beings bred for destruction, each more fearsome than the last. As the Arbiter stood between the two sides, it raised a hand, and the battlefield shifted into an endless expanse of shifting light and shadow. The first match was about to begin. “Let the battle commence,” the Arbiter intoned, its voice echoing with ancient power. “Fight not only for victory but for the legacy of your kind.” The fate of Earth would not be decided by armies or weapons but by the will of its greatest souls. As the first combatants stepped forward, humanity’s hope burned brighter than it ever had, for in the face of extinction, even the smallest spark could ignite a revolution. The hour of reckoning had begun. Zero Hour. **************
PerfectoDeNoir · 1.9K Views
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