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Viking is a tale about a modern man who is forced into a Medieval world where he becomes a Viking. Adopted by a small village.

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Tired of the endless loop of modern life, Chris Duela wanted one thing: for the world to end. ​Every day was the same—office, screens, exhaustion, repeat. He hated the greed, corrupt politics, and ruthless ambition of humanity. So when a blinding light swallowed Earth and dropped him into a pristine, breathtaking paradise free of skyscrapers and pollution, Chris thought God had finally answered his prayers. ​He was wrong. Humanity hadn't changed; it had just traded suits for superpowers. ​In this new realm, power is everything. Four elite factions lord over the world: ​The Sevanam: Immortal cultivators commanding ambient energy. ​The Mayava: Masters of destructive arcana and magic. ​The Samvi: Blessed wielders of rule-bending "Systems." ​The Ativi: Warriors with earth-shattering superhuman strength. ​At the very bottom are the Beromas—powerless humans squeezed dry by exorbitant taxes (Sulka) and treated as disposable trash by the elite. ​When Chris stumbles into a terrifying monster cave on his first day, he discovers something unexpected. A mysterious yellow light ignites within his eyes—an absolute command that forces even a giant, deadly beast to bow as his loyal companion, Mike. ​After spending months hiding away and mastering his strange, absolute authority, Chris is done watching history repeat itself. The world might be full of magic and gods, but Chris is about to bring down the system—one faction at a time.

Daily Chapters! Novikova is a dark fantasy tale set in a reimagined 1985 Earth, where magic and technology coexist under the shadow of The Order, a totalitarian regime. The story follows Tenjin, an orphan from the slums of Noval, who unknowingly harbors extraordinary abilities.

Some people were never meant to meet.. A mistake!

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.

"Küçük tavşancık, küçük tavşancık. Kurt AÇ!" Ses benimle alay ediyor, ardından şeytani bir kahkaha geliyor. "Koş, tavşan. KOŞ!" Korkunç bir gürleme gece gökyüzünü delip geçti ve ruhuma bir balyoz gibi çarptı. Vücudumun her yanını kaplayan bir ürperti ve göğsümde çarpan kalbimi hissedebiliyordum. Ulumaların ve kahkahaların yankıları hayatım için koşarken arkamdan beni takip ediyordu. Elisabeth'in hayatı çocukluğundan beri çoğu insanınkinden daha zordu - mesafeli ve sıklıkla acımasız bir anne ve hayatını ele geçiren bitmeyen bağımlılık döngüsü. Ancak bu kaderli gecede, karanlıkta çok daha uğursuz bir şey pusuda bekliyor, onu her şeyden uzaklaştırmaya hazırdı. Devasa figürler aniden ortaya çıktı, hırlıyor ve onunla alay ediyorlardı. Çığlık atmaya çalıştı, ama sesi çıkmadı; ne olduğunu anlamadan, Viking kurtadamların yanlarında gizemli perilerle hüküm sürdüğü bir dünyada uyandı. Her beş yılda bir, insan alemine seyahat ediyor, eş koşuları için on kız topluyorlardı - ve bu gece, Elisabeth onlardan biriydi. Sadece beyaz bir elbise ve çıplak ayaklarıyla, Elisabeth diğer dokuz kızın yanında dururken canavarlar tehditkar bir şekilde etraflarında dolaşıyordu. Gümüş bir hançer her birinin bileğini deldi, avın başladığını işaret ediyordu! "Ay tanrıçasını onurlandırıyoruz; kanınız eşinizi size yönlendirsin!"

Two brothers around the age's of 25 get blipped into a world ruled by Vikings and now have to build a new life without Technolgy. They join a village go through their new life becoming Vikings themselves.

Erik, a young US Navy SEAL, found himself in the middle of the 10th Century attempting to gain divinity and favor from the Norse Gods as a Viking, with a system! Explore history as Erik rewrites it and builds an empire through war, magic, city building, trade, and culture! Join my Discord server for updates as soon as chapters are released! https://discord.gg/K337HaZXec

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?