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Faith Seed X Deputy

Duality: Faith And Chaos Converge.

There is no fairness in this world, a harsh truth Kyoji Renn learned the hard way. Abandoned by his parents at a young age and then seemingly by the gods themselves at sixteen during his Blessing Ritual—a rite of passage all youths undertake to awaken their powers—Kyoji came to accept this bitter reality. Vowing not to let this define him, Kyoji dedicated himself to finding power on his own terms. He wouldn't wait for the gods to bestow their gifts; he would seize power himself. Anything he wanted, he would achieve through his own efforts. Thus began Kyoji's quest for power. He immersed himself in research, tirelessly seeking a way to gain strength. Ten years later, just as he believed he was on the verge of a breakthrough, disaster struck. An accident in his research facility resulted in his death. But death wasn't the end. He found himself inexplicably transported back in time to the moment of his failed Blessing Ritual, a sixteen-year-old once more, standing within the Temple of the Gods. This time, however, he succeeded, awakening a new talent: the power of time manipulation. As if that weren't enough, Kyoji realized that the knowledge from his past life's research had returned with him. He had developed a unique energy, which allows him to embody both Faith and Chaos energy. With this newfound power and knowledge, Kyoji set out on a journey, soon realizing its complexities were far beyond what he had initially envisioned.
I_Love_Ramen · 720 Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 2.8K Views

Euphoric Faith

In the world of Euphoria, sword, magic and faith had dominated lives for centuries, ever since the catastrophic period commonly referred as The Joining nearly destroyed the world. Those born with magical abilities, strive to become a Magus and are highly sought after. Those talented in warfare, became Sword Masters and are the backbone of many kingdoms. Those touched by diety had elevated their own position immediately, since miracles and spells utilising faith are always in short supply. Every since The Joining, many monsters have crossed the boundaries of Euphoria. Whole knightly orders and wizard towers dedicated their lives in an attempt to eradicate monstrosities roaming this world. The question that many asked themselves was: What would happen if there was a group capable of using magic, even if at basic level, skilled in combat and had a patronage of a god? Many objected, seeing a future where their own position of power would be threatened and refused this offer. Although there were few pure and honest mages and knights. They gathered in secrecy, hiring trusted alchemists in an attempt to transmute a body, to create a blueprint perfect for their purpose. They prayed to various gods, old and new arrivals but there was only one Goddess that responded. Alchemists we're often dubbed by commoners and those of faith as witches. So they took it upon themselves to name their new creation, using the very same foul moniker to spite those that wronged them... (Warning this is an 18+ novel. There are heavy, adult themes in it. Enter at your own discretion).
Retrion · 4.4K Views

I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

[Warning : Mature content R-18] *Premium quality lemons *Excellent waifu with genuine and diverse characters. *Milfs in equal abundance. *Harem members all equally important to the story! ***************************** In a world ravaged by the XY Plague, a relentless genetic virus targeting the Y chromosome and crippling male fertility, Zafron, an 18-year-old orphan, faces a grim fate. Sold by his manipulative stepmother to a powerful noblewoman known for her wealth and influence, Zafron's life takes a sudden and dangerous turn. Lady Matilda, determined to secure a future for her noble house amidst the dwindling male population, discovers an astonishing truth about Zafron through rigorous genetic testing that changes everything. Disposed and discarded to his own means, Zaphron falls into a fatal encounter. Now at the point of death, pitied by a diety, Zafron is granted a system but not just any system. Zaphron is gifted the Eros vitality system! Now with his system, he emerges as the most genetically potent male known to exist in his world. But of course, this comes with a price.— Zafron now becomes a target not only for ambitious and desperate noble mistresses but also for men desperate to restore their own fertility, he must navigate a perilous path where trust is scarce and danger lurks at every turn. ------------------- [Lady Seraphina, prime minister of Talkyo wants your seed] [Princess Cordelia von Aldenberg would like a night with you] [The prime minister of Winchester, her excellency is offering her daughter to you] ..... "I never asked for this burden, but I will carry it. My potency is not just a gift—it's a responsibility to safeguard the future of our kind. So to all the women that I love, believe me when I say that my precious seed will be yours if you give me one thing..." ********************** [Caution: Made by a degenerate] No ntr No Yuri Mc will steal women from other men. Disclaimer : Cover isn’t mine Discord : https://discord.gg/5V9ehgcYKC
RetardedCulture · 1.4M Views

Seed of the Shattered

A World Torn Asunder. A Town Stranded. A Destiny Unfolding. The Pactlands—a continent bound by fragile alliances and governed by the High Magus Council—teeter on the brink of war. Nalya Ruus, a newly commissioned captain in Halen’s military, seeks to prove her worth in a kingdom where ambition is as dangerous as open conflict. When Vectoran raiders descend on Freeman villages in the Disputed Lands, Nalya petitions her king for a secret mission: to intervene against the empire’s encroachment and demonstrate Halen’s strength. But the expedition takes an unexpected turn when a violent, violet light fractures the heavens, shaking the very foundation of her world. Across the rift, the quiet coastal town of Ladysmith, British Columbia, vanishes from Earth in a single moment, reappearing in the Disputed Lands. Stranded in an unfamiliar world, the townspeople must grapple with the terrifying reality of their displacement. Without access to modern resources, Ladysmith is thrust into a desperate struggle for survival amidst medieval politics, strange magic, and the constant threat of war. Nalya’s path converges with three unlikely companions from Ladysmith: Ryan, a sharp-minded university student; Terra, a young woman haunted by visions of a future not yet written; and Cale, a local officer seeking clarity amidst chaos. Together, they travel to Halen, where Nalya hopes to secure aid for the displaced town and counter Vectoran aggression in the Disputed Lands. But the growing tensions threaten to ignite a conflict that could engulf the Pactlands in flames—and Ladysmith may hold the key to a dangerous, unforeseen future. As alliances form and betrayals unfold, two worlds must grapple with their entwined destinies. In this first installment of the Riftbourne Legacy, cultures collide, powers awaken, and the fragile threads of existence begin to unravel. Bound by a shared struggle, both Ladysmith and the Pactlands must face forces far beyond their understanding—or risk annihilation in the face of unrelenting change.
Kyle_Emmerson · 1K Views
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