remorse arknights

Plot Overview: Five years after fleeing the suffocating silence of Hazeldene Hall and its master, Julian Thorne, Elara Vance is summoned back by a cryptic letter. She returns to a house in active decay, consumed by the strange phenomenon known only as "the Dust," and to a man who has become a ghost in his own home. Julian, more granite than man, is a fortress of repressed grief, haunted by the devastating loss of his first wife and son—a tragedy that predated Elara and which he has meticulously entombed within himself. Their own shared history is marred by a second loss: the death of their unborn child, which precipitated Elara's flight and cemented Julian's retreat into emotional solitude. Their reunion is a battle of silent wills. Elara, armed with a newfound resilience, begins to gently challenge the neglect that plagues both the estate and its master. Through discovered journal fragments and a hidden portrait, she uncovers the brutal anatomy of Julian's long-buried trauma. The narrative unfolds not with dramatic confrontations, but through tense, quiet moments—a shared effort to patch a storm-damaged roof, a silent meal, a fleeting touch—that slowly fracture Julian's defenses. The central conflict is not whether they can rekindle a lost love, but whether they can jointly dismantle the fortresses they have each built around their grief. Julian must learn that love is not a failure of protection, but a shared burden. Elara must decide if the man emerging from the ruins of his past is worth the risk of a future heartbreak.

"Recently, the Demon Lord's army has started to grow back into what it used to be back in the day. At this rate, it won't be long before they have enough firepower to take over the continent!" "Commander! Please let us charge towards his castle!" "Silence! Doing so would only feed him more bodies to reanimate! We wait for reinforcement from the kingdom before we move!" The atmosphere around the camps was tense and fearful. All it needed was one small flap of a butterfly wing, and that would cause the soldiers around to lose their feet and fall down in despair at their predicament. The frontline has always been cruel to them. Every day, more and more casualties rise in numbers, more families back home mourn for their loss, and more tears are shed across the kingdom. But they never waver. If it weren't for them holding the Demon Lord's army in check at the front line, then their family would be the next victim. All the soldiers hold the same mindset in their minds; none were willing to just wait for their death to arrive, knocking on their door. With how aggressive the monsters have been getting recently, it's getting harder and harder to stand their ground. With the lack of logistic support due to it being intercepted by the Demon Lord's army, their food reserves are running out. It was only a matter of time before they either succumbed to becoming nutrients for the monsters or they themselves lacked the nutrients to keep going. It was at this critical moment that everyone on the battlefield felt the divine aura that had been suppressed all this time under everyone's eyes. Silence ensued as a white-haired girl walked towards the commander. The soldier's gaze followed that figure with a precise gaze. "Receiving the Kingdom's call, I have arrived to support the front line against the monsters ravaging the land." The soft voice echoed. Although it was said in a low tone, almost everyone heard it due to the lack of any other sound. The commander fell to his knees, followed by the soldiers in unison. "We greet the Saintess!" "...Please show me the way to the injured." --- With the support of the Saintess on the battlefield, the Kingdom was able to crush the Demon Lord's army against all odds. When the Saintess returned from the battlefield, a massive banquet had been prepared in advance. Yet, she herself never attended it. --- Back in her own room, Saintess Cecilia rubbed her own arms, her body shivering in pleasure and satisfaction. "Heh... Hng...! What a good harvest that was~" In a tone that was unbefitting of her status, she lay on the bed, her heart pounding as she reminisced about the battlefield. "Pain, pain, pain, pain... It was very painful! Extremely painful!" She muttered to herself, not minding the fact that anyone could be listening in, as she had already put out a sound barrier around the room. "It felt so good...!" Her pupils turned to heart as she looked at her own hands. "...Heh, another session wouldn't hurt, right?" She grabbed her finger, holding it in a way that seemed unnatural. Then, she put some force into them and... CRACK "Hng~!" Then, another. "Ah~! And another. "Ung~!" It was another day of feeding her masochistic tendency. --- A book that I'd be writing every day from now on to build discipline. Sorry if the quality drops at any point. (Minimum 1500 words per chapter)

Loyalty? Prestige? Love? You won't find them in this world, as the two races stood upon the apex of Manicheism (This world) Mune (Magical Girls) who swore to the light and Luren (Vampires) who swore to the dark. Audyui must now choose, who will she fight for? What will be the end of her journey? With her empathy and hatred for this world, will she ever find salvation to her emotions? Spoiler: She f***** despise the two races. The First Novel by SnowCrow (Have mercy on thee), any feedback would be appeciated ^.^

The Garden of Remorse Destiny, fate, the threads tangled on the vastness of these concepts is mysterious the same mystery applied to our main characters as they played into the hands of mysteries to become enemies to betrayals to hatred to lovers is this the play of fate or is it the play of love atlast all that's left is... The Remorse that this life could've been different if not for themselves

Our ambitions in life are our most primitive driving force and blinders, hindering us from pursuing our goals. While the outward harms of this process are part of our job, regrets, the inevitable twists of fate, are also a part of it. Therefore, the solution is not to abandon all greed, but to look at the whole picture with a pair of seeing eyes and ask the right question: Who am I, and what do I truly want?

In the Kingdom of Aethelgard, magic is the only currency that matters. Jayden Reed is a "Void-Touch", a man born without a single drop of mana in a world ruled by High Mages. As an orphaned knight apprentice, he is the punching bag of the Royal Academy, humiliated by the nobility and betrayed by those he trusted. During a "training exercise" that was actually a death trap set by Prince Albert, Jayden is left for dead in the Abyssal Trenches. But as his blood soaks the ancient soil, he triggers the [Ancient Dragon Sovereign System]. He doesn't just wake up with power; he wakes up with the bloodline of the progenitor dragons that the gods themselves feared. Jayden returns to the world not seeking petty drama, but to claim his "Peaceful Life"—a life that requires him to dismantle the corrupt magocracy and command the loyalty of legendary shadows like Maria Valerene. He will hide his power, strike with calm intelligence, and every time an antagonist thinks they’ve won, Jayden will show them the true meaning of dominance.

It's been two years since I last saw her. I had thought my departure would be rewarded with happiness and wealth. But I was wrong... Those two years, I failed miserably. And in those same two years... I left you alone... Is there any chance for me to see you again, Dahlia?

After making the deal with James, he now has to live 5 years to revive his old friend. He still has to continue his daily life, but with distractions. Will he live up to 5 years, or will he end up with the same fate as his old friend?

When she opened her eyes, she had inexplicably returned to twenty years ago, the first day of the apocalypse escape. "Classmate, you're a Superpower User, right? How about considering joining our special operations squad?" Looking at the man opposite her with sparkling, charming eyes, Xie Ning heartlessly refused: "Thanks, I have a team." "Ah, what team do you have?" "No team." "Right, you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right. How about this, you join our squad, and I will accompany you through wind and rain, and go through fire and water with you to clear dungeons and kill monsters." "Every single day, year after year?" "Mhm! I will work hard to make money, and only for you. How does that sound?" Xie Ning: ... After being reborn, her small Space has turned into a large, mobile villa, and she originally just wanted to live her own quiet little life in peace. Never did she expect to attract such a clingy, devilishly charming man. Question: How does one heartlessly and coldly reject a charmer? Waiting online for an answer, it's quite urgent...

Reborn into the past, Zhao Nuanyue is no longer willing to be morally blackmailed by her so-called relatives and be a puppet at their mercy. She will use her own abilities to protect her younger brother and personally take revenge for her past life. Her benefactor from her past life is in a coma, and she voluntarily becomes a bride to ward off bad luck, becoming his wife. What was a solo fight transforms into a tag-team takedown, crushing those cruel, malicious bitches and scumbags from her past life! That man: "Whoever bullies you, I'll kill them!" That woman: "No need. Just dote on me. I'll take care of trashing the scum myself!"