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Third Watch

Reborn as the Third Prince: To Build and Conquer my way to Royalty.

https://discord.gg/qqPwk2CV .... [Requirement for aspect awakening has been met.] [You have acquired a new aspect.] [Aspect (King of territory): A legion of soldiers under your command, do as you wish with them.] ... Alex lived a terrible life as a beggar, spending most of his time wandering the streets and begging for money. But after his death, rather than passing on to the afterlife like he expected, he was reincarnated into another world as the third prince of the Astrodial family, Sylus von Astrodial. Marked by the stars, Sylus soon found that he was the main light of the family; he alone had awakened the rare star everyone was dying to have. [The star of Catalyst.] Because of this, everyone loved and cherished him, giving him the nickname Child Prodigy of the Astrodial family. With his intellect and knowledge of the former world, Sylus continued to prove himself as a true heir of the throne. Building and governing his territory to be the best while also reinforcing his position to take the throne. Greedy nobles, self centered siblings and crazy cult, Sylus doesn't mind. “This time, I’ll do everything right.” Everything was working out for him. Little did he know that blessings also come with a curse and a slight drawback. [You have received the title Fated Prince.] [Your fate has been maxed out.] ..... Extra tags: [Action] [Romance] [Supernatural] [Magic] [Genius] [Strong mc] [Royal Family.] etc. Note: The synoposis does not do this novel justice, i implore you to read the first couple of chapters before you make your decision.
Unknowntolife · 140.5K Views

I CHOSE to be a VILLAIN, not a THIRD-RATE EXTRA!!

Ashok Kumar Maurya, a hardcore gamer, is shocked to find himself transmigrated to the world of his recent Open-World game. But the real surprise comes when he discovers his new body isn't any of the familiar characters he once controlled. The owner of this body is some exiled noble named Adlet. An Extra. An UNKNOWN THIRD-RATE EXTRA. Ashok is greeted by the "System," which reveals he was chosen for his perfect game ending. However, due to angering the God of Fate with vulgarities, he’s stuck with an insignificant body. As a result, the System gives him a quest from the God of Fate to preserve his life. [Main Quest: Achieve the Best Perfect Ending again. Reward for Success: Any wish, including returning to the previous world. Failure or Rejection: Death.] Just because a Quest is assigned to me, does that mean I must perform well in the role I'm given, that of a Third-rate Extra? With all the knowledge I possess, I refuse to settle for the role of a Third rate Extra, so I chose a new path for myself—the role of a VILLAIN. After all, playing the Hero would only end up in repeating what I did in the game, which is far too boring. However, to fully embrace this new role, I must rid myself of the old one. To do so, I sacrificed the System and original Adlet's soul to the HIDDEN FINAL BOSS, who is a beautiful Goddess. ……………. Follow the journey of Ashok, or the new Adlet, an unknown extra, into a true Villain. Armed with his knowledge of the game world, Ashok uses it as his weapon to overpower the original main characters and even challenge the Gods themselves, carving his path to power and domination with a loving goddess by his side. ................ >>>>HAREM: YES >>>>Detailed Plot: YES >>>> NTR: NO >>>> System: Sacrificed Note: This book would not be solely focused on the Academy but also the World
LittleEmber · 890K Views

Sweet Devil [BL]

“Happy Christmas Eve!” chuckled the old man as he strapped a watch around Misha’s wrist. “Have a nice trip.” The next morning, the 25-year-old Misha woke up with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and strong nausea. In short, the perfect hangover. But when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he soon realized that the pain wasn’t caused by the terrifying amount of alcohol he had drunk the previous day. His body had shrunk. A lot. He didn’t have the time to think too much about it since his mother suddenly erupted in his room - the next day, his sister did the same thing. Mother and sister who had died a long time ago. The old man wasn't crazy. As he had predicted, Misha did travel back in time, just before losing his loved ones. And so, Misha had now one mission: changing the dreadful fate of his mother and sister and sending away his sister’s boyfriend by all means. They had to break up! Like it or not, that man will bring disaster to the family sooner or later. This time, Misha wouldn't fall for that warm smile and those gentle eyes as he knew they were hiding a cold, insensitive personality. However, things weren’t as simple as he thought, and perhaps the sister’s boyfriend was not the enemy. Perhaps, since the beginning, he had everything wrong and knew nothing of his sister. ________________ *The BL will mostly show up in the second and third volumes. It is a very slow romance, so don't expect the protagonist to fall in love quickly. In the first volume, he has too much on his mind to care about love and such. *There will be contents for 18+ in the second and/or third volume. I will put a warning at the beginning of every NSFW chapter. P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/rsvaesen?fan_landing=true
RS_Vaesen · 1.4M Views

When Bali Opened My Third Eye

The Island That Sees Through You *Genre: Supernatural Horror, Psychological Thriller, Travel Mystery* *Setting: Ubud, Bali – Summer of 2023* What if paradise sees your soul—and doesn’t let go? I never believed in ghosts. Not seriously. Not until the summer of 2023, when burnout from my tech job in Singapore led me to book a last-minute solo retreat to Bali. The plan was simple: unplug, heal, reset. But the island had other plans. What began as a peaceful vacation in a secluded villa outside Ubud quickly spiraled into a spiritual descent I couldn’t escape from. The villa was perfect—too perfect. Traditional Balinese design, surrounded by rice paddies, misty mornings, and ancient temples nearby. Every doorway adorned with daily offerings. Every night serenaded by distant gamelan music. For the first few days, I embraced it all. Meditation, yoga, local food, temple visits. Then came the dreams. A temple I hadn’t seen. A woman in white with her face half-covered in hair. A stare that pierced through the veil of sleep and left me frozen with fear. Whispers in a language I didn’t speak. Night after night, her presence grew stronger—until she crossed the threshold from dream into reality. Mirrors fogged on their own. Statues turned. Shadows moved in corners untouched by light. And always, the smell of frangipani before something happened. The villa, once tranquil, felt like a mouth slowly closing around me. Every inch of the house watched. Every offering seemed like a warning I was too late to understand. Locals avoided my gaze. Strangers placed offerings outside my room without a word. I visited a *balian*—a traditional Balinese healer—who told me, “You opened something. It saw you. Now it follows.” I wanted to laugh. But I couldn’t. Because deep down, I knew it was true. The woman wasn't a ghost in the Western sense. She was something older. A *penunggu*—a watcher bound to the land, awakened by disrespect or recognition. And I had done both. Through rituals, cryptic warnings, and a wooden idol with no eyes, I tried to make sense of the unraveling horror. I was told to let her "finish looking." But what does that mean when what she sees is you—your regrets, your secrets, your soul? This isn’t just a ghost story. It’s about the cost of being seen by something beyond comprehension. It’s about sacred land, and what happens when a tourist treats spirit like spectacle. It’s about the third eye opening not through meditation, but through fear. The island gave me what I didn’t ask for. And now, even after leaving Bali, the dreams haven’t stopped. If you’ve ever felt something watching you just out of view\... if you’ve ever visited a sacred place and felt *changed* afterward... you might understand. You might have opened a door, too. **“The Island That Sees Through You”** is a supernatural travel-horror novella written in a deeply immersive, personal style. A cross between *The Haunting of Hill House* and *Eat Pray Die*, this story takes readers on a slow-burn psychological descent through mysticism, madness, and a truth you cannot unsee. Welcome to Bali. She sees you now.
DaoistCFc4MX · 9.8K Views

THE THIRD PATH

It was fifty years ago, when Exo-9, a wandering rogue planet with no star suddenly drifted into the solar system and the scientists assured the earthlings that it was merely a visitor with no harmful intent, However, eleven years ago, It collided with Earth’s moon, causing the lunar orb to split into half and come crashing down onto earth, Lives were lost and centuries of scientific advancements were destroyed, but one could always count on humans to do what they did best, They survived, adapted and some mutated, Now, It’s a world where superpowers are new and humanity is on the brink of extinction, One last city remains, a self-sustaining dystopian dome ruled by corporate overlords and government enforcers. The wealthy thrive in the Highlands, while the poor struggle to survive in the Mainland, but beyond the old age struggle for power and influence lies a deadly wasteland, and speaking of it is forbidden and punishable by law. When an unfortunate accident occurs, three college friends gain unimaginable abilities. One vows to save the world, and the other to fix the world by tearing it down, while the last, who was terrified of what he watched them become, struggled to choose between the two paths. And after having a taste of both worlds, his only choice is to disappear, So what happens when he resurfaces as a ghost in the system, first, as a vigilante, then an assassin without allegiance who is immediately dubbed the Herokiller and the Villain’s Nightmare as he eliminates targets on both sides; Heroes, villains, and wildcards who stand in his way and the world watches in fear as he carves a third path as neither a savior nor destroyer. Everything is all fun and games until the last population of humans are threatened by the remaining half of the moon dangling in space, Roman is forced to confront the past that he abandoned… And the two people he once called best friends. In the end, only one question remains: Who deserves to live? And in this game of survival, only the strongest shall survive, Do tags or brands really show the heart of a human? At the end of the day, it's up to you to decide, Who is the true SUPERHERO?
Elyanna · 7.5K Views

Proteus' Paradigm and Pandora's Paradox

Three times the universe has begun with a bang, and twice it ended with the stars being devoured by something that does not exist. The third time, however, something that *should not have existed* hijacked the process. 729 eternal proto-stars now orbit the Cornerstone of all Creation, in which sleeps Arius, the Arbiter of the fifteen dimensions Creation exists in, and Nobody; as Guardian of the Non-Euclidean Infinite Archive, existing outside of reality... isolated . Across those fifteen dimensions which the two watch over; preside "Bearers of Sparks," or "Exceptions," empowered by the myriad stars, and metaphysical influence, spread across the multiverse. Beings across all fifteen dimensions are bound by a plethora of things, but first and foremost aside from causality is something called "The First Anomaly," which exists in all dimensions simultaneously. The dimension it is observed in will shift reality in accordance with a number of precepts, which are determined by the second most prominent binding aspect of the Third Cycle: "The Rule of Three." The Rule of Three is the physical formation of a paranormal law of nature, which acts as a causal filtration device. It also has a secondary function, which allows for Exceptions to offset and utilize any amount of energy in flux by bypassing the typical side-effects of thermodynamic energy transfer as we understand it. This is not to be confused for magic, because magic has a cost. This isn't reality bending/warping in the conventional sense either, as it's not bending the whole of reality but a singular aspect in a nigh-infinite multitude of potential ways, with 100% energy efficiency in cost/effectiveness/application which those who are not Exceptions cannot replicate without multiple sponsorships. This story follows an abnormality above anomalies; an Exception among Exceptions, a Transmigrator from the other side of an otherwise impassable wall, by the name of Lee Kühren.
Daniel_Weissman_4813 · 27.8K Views
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