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He stopped finishing his own sentences. He started finishing everyone else's instead. That's how the last man to wear the Mantle died. Mid-council, he went around the table naming debts and names and nights no one there had spoken aloud in years, until he asked the captain, by name, whether the captain's daughter had ever forgiven him. The guard killed him before noon. He hadn't been trying to hurt anyone. He simply couldn't stop seeing what was true, or stop saying it. That's what the Throne actually does. It doesn't grant power, it grants clarity: total, involuntary, and permanent. Every self-deception anyone has ever built a life on comes due at once, including the wearer's own. In four decades, no one has survived wearing it longer than three years, and it isn't assassination that ends them. It's what the crown shows them about themselves. Cassian Vantyr has spent two years making sure that fate never has a reason to look at him. He files down the tang of his own practice sword, the part hidden inside the hilt that no inspection ever reaches, just enough that it fails exactly when a duel starts to look too real. He does this three nights before every Proving. His own mother hasn't caught him. It works, until one reflex he can't fake his way out of. A blade meant to open his arm turns aside on its own, clean and exact, and for one second the whole yard sees exactly what he's spent two years hiding. His mother says nothing about it in front of anyone. Not until the fight is over and the yard has emptied. Then she looks down at him in the mud and says only: "You moved like your father moved. Before." Neither of them says the word that comes after. The trials to fill that empty throne have just begun, and Cassian is about to learn that everyone else in the hall is hiding something just as carefully as he is: a forger, a girl born with a splinter of the Throne's own fire, a scribe sitting on a cover-up with bodies under it. He's simply the last one to find out how many. The Mantle doesn't ask who deserves to rule. It asks who can survive being known.

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Abraham is a lonely and weak vagabond who traverses a world full of magic and monsters. But when he's gifted a sacred attribute from a shady chalice in a temple, everything changes. Pulse floods into him at a level that shouldn't be possible. And now, he's hunted by monsters and beings of almost divine power.

Radyn, a young man driven by the loss of his family, embarks on a journey to reclaim his honor and find his place in the world.However, lurking in the shadows are greater dangers than simple bandits—rumors of alliances between bandits and monsters hint at an impending threat that could change the fate of Elaria.

On January 1st, 1230 years after the split of the Great Kingdom; at the height of his power and on his birthday King Azariah of the Western Kingdom, Deodalion, dies at the age of 73 due to unknown causes. He leaves a will to his 3 children for the last things he’ll ever give to them. To his oldest son, 26 year old Richmond Bela, he gives his crown, as the truly rightful heir to the throne and someone worthy of the title of King. However Richmond politely refuses to accept the crown until his spiritual journey and his search for immortality and a dragon is over. To his second oldest son, 23 year old Jeremy Bela, he gives him the temporary crown until Richmond returns from his journey. If his lazy son succeeds in running the Kingdom he will be rewarded with the royal beaches and resorts. However the voices in Jeremy’s head along with his laissez-faire attitude toward everything makes him question whether he’ll make the right decisions or the easiest ones. Finally to his youngest child and only daughter, 21 year old Athena Bela, he gives her to the Prince of the Southern Kingdom, Amenti-Aaru, for an arranged marriage. However her distaste for the hierarchy system in place, along with her not identifying as a Princess, and the recent inspiration from a recently killed rebel leader named Pandora; she finds her father’s death as the opportunity that she’s been waiting for and begins her reformation plan. This alongside a growing fear of the barbaric beastmen that reside in the Northern Kingdom, Gradipid, causes a shift in the world's demeanor. The whole world watches as three siblings adapt to their newfound responsibilities.

Love is war

Emily Moningstar, una joven con un don único, vive aislada en su casa debido a su conexión con el clima. Su vida da un giro cuando conoce a Noah, un joven que se convierte en su amigo. Sin embargo, su existencia se complica cuando, surge un interés romántico, y un peligroso cazarrecompensas aparece en escena. A medida que Emily navega por sus emociones y su poder, debe enfrentar desafíos y tomar decisiones que afectarán su futuro. ¿Podrá encontrar su lugar en el mundo y controlar su conexión con el clima? "Un poder tan hermoso y a la vez tan devastador"

What happens when two individuals are pulled from their dichotomous corrupted world of superpowers and ancient magic with gods and beings from other dimensions into a world of to them lesser power that is only one type of power set called an enhancement a world of superpowers that hadn’t built to the level of the corruption of their own world has yet but was corrupted still just not on the edge of near constant Armageddon all the time so in comparison to their two new additions this place would be like a holiday world for them. What happens to this seemingly simple world of superpowers when two decidedly different people are forcefully shoved into their world one a Corrupt Hero at the top of the totem pole back home basically ruling the world and running both sides of the story a being of a completely different dimension human appearing but not human in the slightest and the other his genetically engineered son who carries the blessing of one of their worlds primordial gods half human and half something else but 100% feral disobedient little shit who will absolutely throw hands with beings seemingly far beyond him.

Unjustly ripped from Earth and slated to have his toddler son stolen by a desperate kingdom to be weaponized as the "Prophesied Hero," a father stages a daring escape with the help of a rogue prince—embarking on a lawless journey to protect his child from a forced destiny against the Demon King. A modern man of science and his infant son, Orion, are ripped from Earth in a sudden, unjust summoning ritual by a kingdom desperate for a savior. But salvation comes at a cruel price. The high mages and rulers of Valoria see the child’s pure, developing body as an empty vessel—the perfect, malleable tool to inherit the ultimate magical power needed to slay the Demon King. Their plan is immediate and merciless: separate the father from his son and raise Orion as a soulless, weaponized hero. Refusing to let his son be sacrificed to a war that isn't theirs, the father fights back. Aided by a sympathetic, rebellious prince of the realm who despises his kingdom's corruption, they pull off a breathless, treasonous prison break. Escaping into the lawless, treacherous outskirts of the outer kingdom, the father adopts a new identity—a cold, unyielding man known to locals only as "Grey." Living on the run, Grey relies on his terrestrial understanding of botany and physics to cultivate a hidden life and survive the hostile environment. But the toll of traversing worlds and evading royal hunters triggers a violent, terrifying transformation within him. Grey's hair and eyes shift into an absolute, pitch-black state as his cellular structure reconfigures, turning his body into a volatile focal point where all magical elements converge. Amidst the searing pain of this adaptation and the fragmented, haunting memories of his wife, Belle, Grey discovers that a single, pure touch from Orion can clear his agonizing mental fog. With the kingdom's forces closing in and the shadow of the Demon King looming over the horizon, Grey's mission is no longer just about survival. It is an all-out rebellion against fate itself. Watched over from a distance by Eugene, a mysterious and reliable swordsman, Grey must master his terrifying new dark affinity. He will tear down kingdoms, defy ancient prophecies, and face down the forces of light and dark alike—all to save his son from the tragic, bloody fate of becoming a hero.

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"