American Coming Of Age

Tristain Dyce, a 17-year-old Haitian-American quarterback, has always dreamed of leading a team to victory. Stuck as a 3rd-stringer on his state championship roster, he jumps at the chance to start fresh with a struggling program in Indiana. When the mysterious [Wasted Talent System] activates, offering him the abilities of NFL quarterbacks whose potential was never realized, Tristain must earn his rewards through relentless effort and precision. Balancing grueling workouts, studying film, and winning over his new team, he begins transforming into the player he’s always wanted to be. As Tristain fights to prove he’s more than just a “wasted talent,” he faces the ultimate question: Can he rise to greatness while staying true to himself? Tristain Dyce, a 17-year-old Haitian-American quarterback, has always dreamed of leading a team to victory. Stuck as a 3rd-stringer on his state championship roster, he jumps at the chance to start fresh with a struggling program in Indiana. When the mysterious [Wasted Talent System] activates, offering him the abilities of NFL quarterbacks whose potential was never realized, Tristain must earn his rewards through relentless effort and precision. Balancing grueling workouts, studying film, and winning over his new team, he begins transforming into the player he’s always wanted to be. As Tristain fights to prove he’s more than just a “wasted talent,” he faces the ultimate question: Can he rise to greatness while staying true to himself?

“The boogeyman of Outer Gods, protector of Earth, humanity’s last stand—Miratheris’s son has returned.” I was drowning in sloth. The color of life had drained from my eyes, leaving only shades of grey. Doing anything felt like punishment. Looking for a job? A laughable idea. I did everything I could to stay disconnected from reality. Gambling. Drinking. Even suicidal stunts. Anything to escape the numbness that clawed at my mind for even a second. But everything comes at a cost. I abandoned my family. Broke the heart of the only woman who ever loved me. And wasted every damn day like it didn’t matter. I became the kind of man society throws out with the trash. But life didn’t spare me. Not even when I hit rock bottom. Deceived, shackled, and sold into another world— I spent the rest of my days as a slave. Forced to fight monsters ripped straight out of myth. At the very end, all I could do… was wish. Just one more chance. One shot to make things right. … Born a prodigy, Ashen Hart moved through life like a golden boy. What others worked for, he mastered with ease. At first, it felt like a blessing. The validation, pride, and accomplishment felt sweet. But even honey spoils when you’re drowning in it. The more success he tasted, the more hollow it all became. And when a mysterious power awakened within him, letting him see moments into the future— The world lost all color. And then all meaning… Nothing could surprise him. Nothing could move him. He spiraled. Ashen threw it all away—ambition, love, purpose— and embraced the slow death of apathy. But fate wasn’t done with him. Kidnapped by a shadowy organization and forced into a hidden war, he learned the brutal truth: he wasn’t special. He was fodder. Cannon meat to delay the inevitable. But somewhere, buried beneath sloth and cynicism, the genius stirred. The apathy rotted away. And Ashen Hart, the failure, became Ashen Hart, the wretched. The unkillable. From a discarded pawn to the final hope of mankind. And when it was over—when even the gods had fallen— he was left alone. At his dying breath, the Earth’s spirit, Miratheris, answered his plea. She rewound time, giving him one last shot. But not without a price. She kept his memories intact… and delayed their return just enough so his younger self could bear the weight. Ashen’s second life begins now— and the monsters, both within and beyond, are about to learn what regret truly feels like.

In a world divided into five realms—Humans, Djinn, Gods, Demons, and Spirits—power is the only language that matters. War rages endlessly across ancient lands, fueled by hatred, revenge, and ambition. The balance of time itself is twisted: what passes as minutes in one realm becomes a thousand years in another. Noval was feared. A cruel and cold-blooded man with no mercy, until the gods cursed him. Now, every soul he kills tortures him for a thousand years, and everyone he sees bears the face of the one person he fears the most—his mother. Desperate for salvation, Noval begins a journey to the realm of the gods. Alongside a loyal friend, a mysterious girl, and a child with eyes like frozen skies—dorlin—he travels through fire and death. What awaits him isn’t redemption... but a divine war. When betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, Noval’s last wish rewrites destiny. And from the ashes, Dorlin, a warrior reborn with vengeance in her heart, rises to finish what he started. Two heroes. One legend. An eternal war. Will they break the curse... or become part of it?

In the modern world, SAM was just another misunderstood genius — broke, ignored, and written off. But when a strange stone lands in his hands during a robbery, his fate is rewritten. Transported 10,000 years into the past, he finds himself among primitive humans who mistake him for a god. With his scientific knowledge, mysterious powers from the alien stone, and a mind built for innovation, SAM becomes the king of a new civilization. As he transforms the world with fire, metal, and machines, he unknowingly awakens a cosmic enemy: the true owners of the stone — an alien race hunting through time. As ancient humans evolve under his rule and the skies crack open, SAM must prepare for war. But victory may come at a cost... What begins as survival becomes legend. What starts as escape becomes dominion over time and stars. He is not just a king. He is the God of a New Age.

#ADVENTURE #WAR Before the fall, there was a choice. Before the monsters, there was a man. In the shadow of Mount Banahaw, deep beneath the soil, Dr. Rhane Wu—last in the bloodline of Dr. Henry Wu—awakens a system that was never meant to be touched. The Codex Prime was designed to archive life. Rhane rewires it to replace evolution. Buried in sealed tanks are hybrids, twisted fusions of predator and anomaly. Among them lies XENOVORAX, still sleeping—still dreaming. But the jungle remembers. And so does JIRUUN—a Warden-class entity born not from man, but from something older. Something watching. As global systems blink out, genetic failsafes rupture, and ARKHIVE prepares for a new host, Rhane records one final Codex entry. “We tried to resurrect the past. But the future had teeth.” This is not a tale of redemption. This is the prelude to extinction. “The world didn’t end with man. It began after him.”

An epic journey of a basketball player's life... "Writing stories is like shooting hoops; you keep scoring and missing, then continue, relentlessly, until you leave the court." The distant and fervent world of basketball across the sea became the stage on which the young men released their energy and let their imaginations soar during the monotony and uncertainty of adolescence. He hopes that children who love playing basketball can have real basketball to play...

In the ashes of a devastating world war that wiped out half of humanity and shattered all advanced technology, Earth has regressed into a fractured land ruled by kings, warlords, and shadowy forces. In the year 2170, empires rise again — not through machines, but through ancient power, martial might, and forgotten legacies. In the humble village of Whiskey, in the oppressed nation of Valmora, lives Ananta, a kind-hearted 13-year-old boy, unaware of the storm that’s about to claim his world. When his family is torn apart in a brutal raid led by twisted rangers, and his mother sacrifices herself in a blaze of divine fire, Ananta’s life changes forever. Her final act awakens whispers of an ancient truth — the return of the mythical clan, guardians of the Golden Age who once ruled Earth with divine power. But this is only the beginning. As Ananta sets out on a journey across divided continents and broken nations, he discovers a world haunted by cruelty disguised as culture — where people worship murder, embrace slavery, and sacrifice their own in the name of twisted beliefs. Behind it all looms an invisible darkness, pulling strings from the shadows: a force that wants to erase hope, silence truth, and stop anyone from discovering the forgotten history of Earth and the divine weapons it hides. What begins as a quest for truth and survival becomes a war that spans heavens, hells, and far-off realms of the universe. From rebels to boon hunters, dark kings to god-summoned warriors, Ananta and his allies must challenge fate, conquer inner demons, and awaken powers buried deep within bloodlines. Because that clan are not just a myth. They are the last hope of humanity. And Ananta may be the flame that ignites them once more.

Years ago, a mortal warrior ended the war between gods and men—using a name the heavens still whisper with fear: Requiem. But the name was never truly his. It belonged to someone older, wiser. Someone who vanished long before the final blow was struck. Now, the war is over—but peace is only a lie well told. When Artemis, goddess of the hunt, is betrayed by her kin and left for dead, it is her brother’s final sacrifice that buys her a narrow escape. Wounded and hunted, she finds shelter in the last place she expected: the remote cabin of the man who once nearly killed her. Mark lives a quiet life now, blade sheathed, demons buried deep. But the world will not let him rest. Not while Olympus breathes. As gods stir and old names begin to resurface, Artemis and Mark must gather allies—divine and mortal alike—and prepare for what comes next. Whispers speak of a deeper war, of powers long thought lost… and of shadows that never truly left the battlefield. The gods may have won their throne, but the reckoning has only just begun. ________________________________________________________________ I will aim to release 2 chapters a week, Some will be long others will be short. I don't have an exact word goal I'm aiming to achieve.

A young man resorts to a phone chat line for a quick hook-up, but gets more than he bargained for.

A stone age young man out on his first hunt to become a man, an unidentified object falling out of the sky towards him, will the whims of fate be kind or cruel to him? Follow the MC's journey through the ages as the world grows and evolves with him. *Release of new chapters will most likely be 2 times a week, depending on how busy I am with work and life. will try for 3 times a week*

The seal is broken, the curse has been laid. The beasts are free, the peace hanging by a thread. Will the people of Xiao unite to fight the beasts that threaten the peace of the land or will their differences lead to the end of all? There are the beasts and there are wars. Young Hua, the general to be, yearns for peace and unity among his people, but it may not be as simple as it sounds afterall. The beasts are huge, numerous and most importantly, they draw power from the moon. Every wound heals, every weak warrior dies.

The curse had been laid, the beasts are free, the fight has changed pace. In a magical land that had always been peaceful, bloodshed is the new reality. Will Xiao ever know peace again?

What if one day you woke up in a world that wasn’t yours? No clear memories. A body you don’t recognize. Surrounded by ruins, corpses… and something worse than death. This is how Lavitz’s story begins—a man torn from his reality and thrown into a kingdom ravaged by war, magic, and a conspiracy that stretches from the shadows to the thrones. A world where the past hides in mist, the undead march from cursed lands, and every choice could alter the fate of entire nations. How would you react if the impossible became real? Would you fight? Would you run? Or would you dare to discover who you are… in a world already set ablaze?

In a world carved by time and torn by ambition, the era of the 100th century teeters on the brink of annihilation. War drums echo across galaxies. Poverty, corruption, and destruction have become the rhythm of life. Countless forces—rulers, rebels, visionaries—race to shape the future in their own image, each believing they are the key to a new era. But when the world is drowning in selfish dreams, true change must rise from selfless hearts. Among the chaos, a new generation awakens—not born to conquer, but to protect. Not driven by greed, but by purpose. They are warriors, students, outcasts, and dreamers. They face impossible odds, ruthless enemies, and the darkest sides of humanity. Yet they march forward, not for glory... but to stop the coming war and restore peace to a shattered world. Step into a universe where the fate of eras lies not in might, but in the courage to do what is right

Four fragments come into existence to determine the new lords of the world. These fragments contain a magical ability that the use will have access to when they go through the process of evolving and becoming a lord. experience the story of nova Icyln a former model that Had a hidden power within her that forced her to see the world as it really is.

it story of boy who goes into space to find his lost friend in wormhole incident.

In the beginning, mankind was weak. Prey to beasts, to plague, to the winds and whims of the heavens. Kingdoms rose and fell like sandcastles at the edge of a storm-tossed sea. Swords rusted. Kings bled. No one was beyond death. But then came the Nine Pillars. Forged in the twilight of the ancient world by nameless sages who pierced the secrets of heaven and earth, the Pillars were not structures of stone, but of spirit, flesh, and will. They were paths—painful, ruthless, divine paths—by which a mortal might climb beyond the chains of his body and seize dominion over it. The First Pillar, Strength Refinement, marked the beginning of the path. For ten years, a cultivator would temper their raw might until their muscles became as iron and their blows could break boulders. From there, the path only grew steeper. Flesh Refinement hardened skin into armor. Muscle Refinement made each sinew a coiled spring of destruction. Tendon Refinement—the Fourth Pillar—turned movement into mastery, footstep into flight, swordplay into something near divine. And beyond that? Bone, Organ, Marrow, Blood, and finally, Meridian Refinement—the ninth and last Pillar—was said to bestow eternal life, peerless power, and the ability to shatter mountains with a breath. At its peak stood the Martial Emperors, titans in human form. Yet such beings were as rare as phoenixes. Each Pillar demanded a toll of decades—forty years for the Fourth, ninety for the Ninth—but time given was returned a hundredfold. A cultivator aged slower, lived longer, endured more. But few ever had the resolve—or the years—to climb far. This was the Age of Martial Enlightenment, where kingdoms no longer measured greatness by armies or coin, but by the strength of their cultivators. Martial sects rivaled noble houses. Swordsmen wandered the land like demigods. The strong dictated truth, and the weak obeyed.

A story about a young female adult who slowly comes to terms with their aromanticism.

In a world where shadows whisper secrets and every choice has a price, one person stands at the crossroad of it all. A gripping tale of sacrifices, betrayal and power unfolds in a world where the scars of an apocalypse still bleed. Drake Jagger is the weakest student at Iron Vale Academy- bullied, orphaned and haunted by violent dreams of a crimson battlefield and a betrayal by horned warriors. But when a sealed letter bearing the Arachis insignia arrives, Drake is ripped from his miserable life and thrown into a game of blood and chess. But Drake's dreams are the key. With each nightmare, the lone warrior's memories bleed into his mind and the sword in his grip whispers of the past.

Three thousand years ago, Chaos magic, once a source of power for men, turned on them, killing every male in the world of Aka. Mumbi, an immortal warrior blessed by the goddess, created the martriachal empire of Aka, ushering in the age of daughters that has lasted for thousands of years. But no matter how prosperous, no age lasts. A prophecy from the age of war foretells Aka’s doom, which Mumbi has dedicated her immortal life to stop it and her only hope lies in Amala, a lowborn girl born with the power of prophecy. Though promising, her ability is limited to seeing the deaths of those she touches. Together, the two search for the skull of Okalu, which is said will trigger the prophesied doom of Aka while fighting an ancient enemy as old as the age of daughters that want the doom to happen. Meanwhile, sixteen-year-old Njoki is thrust into power after her mother’s mysterious death, becoming elder of the Anajiru clan, the most powerful of the nine clans of Aka. Young, naïve and inexperienced, she must navigate the harsh world of politics, find her mother’s killer while trying to be a worthy leader for her people. But as Njoki delves deeper, she uncovers Aka’s buried dark secrets, including Mumbi’s carefully guarded past. As the prophesied doom nears, the three women, one immortal, one cursed and one untried, stand between the salvation and end of Aka.

In a world where the supernatural hides in the shadows, dark creatures threaten the peace of mankind. To protect the balance, a secretive group has risen—the Agimatayo. This hidden order of warriors is sworn to hunt the supernatural beings that wants to cause chaos. From the bloodthirsty Aswang, to soulless ghouls, wicked Encanto, and even ancient gods once sealed away, the Agimatayo face them all. Armed with sacred charms, sacred spells and unbreakable will, they stand against the rising darkness—pushing back world-ending threats before they can consume the mortal world.

In a world where every human is bound at birth to a *spirit animal*—a pure embodiment of their soul—young Prince Asheron awaits the sacred *Day of Hatching*, a royal tradition for those whose spirits arrive as eggs.

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?