kronos cpp

In the pulsating realm of Gaia, where mana flowed through every being like a sweet, enchanting river, Arthur Cumore stood out as the lone exception. In a world ruled by magicians and wizards, he lived freely despite lacking the mystical touch of magic. Cast away by his parents, Arthur embraced a life that forced him into the role of an orphan, a reality he couldn't escape. Devoid of the ability to wield mana, Arthur found himself worth less than the carcass of the lowliest beast, its remains fetching a higher price than his mere existence. Yet, in the face of adversity, his struggles only fueled his determination. As he navigated the twists and turns that could break even the mightiest, Arthur refused to succumb to the lowest point of his life. Unyielding, he pursued the one thing that brought him solace – knowledge of the continent, Agrazeel. In the dynamic tapestry of Agrazeel, a continent drowning in pride, wars, and hierarchies, Arthur defied expectations. He became the first of the homeless, an exceptional status that couldn't be savored for long. Life led him to a temple, a fateful encounter awaiting him with an entity shrouded in mystery: Kronosia, a being above the very Gods and Goddesses of Agrazeel. Thus begins the odyssey of a perceived "trash" that would make even the divine weep tears of blood. In a world of wizards, emperors, and knights, Arthur Cumore's journey unfolds – a journey where he rises from the depths, conquering all, and bringing the mighty to their knees. Amidst the seven wizard towers ruled by the Wizard Kings of the time and seven orders devoted to the seven gods, the Agrazeel continent of Gaia will serve as the stage for Arthur's electrifying conquest. This is not just the story of a man; this is the epic saga of Arthur Cumore, a tale that defies destiny and shakes the very foundations of Gaia.

Persie lived a life of luxury among the gods on Mount Olympus until Venus grew envious of his rumored relationship with Poseidon. The three sons of Lord Titan Kronos—Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus—had vanished without a trace. Many believed that their father, Kronos, was subjecting them to his customary trials and tribulations. However, Venus cunningly framed Persie, resulting in Kronos punishing him. As his sentence, Persie was tasked with traversing various worlds to save lost souls in order to earn forgiveness. Despite encountering countless challenges, Persie remained resolute in fulfilling his mission. Little did he expect to encounter love for the first time, especially with a man who stood as his complete opposite. Persie found himself drawn to the power and control wielded by Hades, the god of the underworld and ruler of the dead. This attraction stemmed from Persie's lifetime of adhering to societal expectations. He embarked on a journey of new experiences, bringing light into Hades's dark realm. How would Persie react upon discovering that he had fallen in love with the very being who governed and dictated the laws of the underworld? Will their love transcend the boundaries of life and death? Volume 1: Hades & Persie Volume 2: Zeus &... Volume 3: Poseidon &... New chapter every day. 3 extra chapters the very next day, for every super gift.

Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage or announce itself. It simply waits at the edge of everything, patient and absolute, whispering one promise to every crack in reality it finds. Entropy. Silence. Nothingness. For centuries the Temporal Lattice has kept it locked away. But the Lattice is fracturing. And every Rift pulse Kronos Maw unleashes loosens another thread. Every world he destroys opens another crack. He believes he is using the Void as a weapon. He doesn't understand that the Void is using him. Across the multiverse others are stirring. A wind-singer on a floating citadel of crystal spires whose songs travel through cracks in reality. A stone-skinned guardian on a desert world where sand itself is frozen in time. Ancient Weavers watching from a pocket dimension outside of time entirely. Warriors from rift-scarred worlds carrying powers forged from broken timelines. All of them feeling the same fractures. All of them sending the same desperate signal. Hold the line. On Earth Alex's only allies are a sharp-eyed tech genius with fourteen pages of notes, a former bully with a blade forged from broken time, and a four hundred year old guardian who has been waiting specifically for him. Together they are the first defense between New Lagos and oblivion. Between Earth and the unraveling of everything. Two threats. One is coming for him. The other is coming for everything. Some legacies skip generations. Some wait four hundred years. Alex's just arrived. And the question isn't whether he's ready. The question is whether ready even matters anymore. The lattice is fracturing. The tyrant is coming. The Void is whispering. And a boy from New Lagos is all that stands between existence and the hungry silence at the edge of time. The war for time itself begins here. Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage

A college student, raised by his uncle after the tragic loss of his parents, lived a quiet, ordinary life focused on his friends and studies. But fate other plans in store. One day, he awoke to find himself reborn in a world resembling Greek mythology—yet not as a god, but as a Titan. And not just any Titan, but the firstborn son of Kronos, the tyrant King of the Cosmos. His new name: Aetherion. Confusion gripped him. He had studied Greek myth, but never once had he heard of a Titan called Aetherion. Why was he reborn as someone who shouldn’t exist? Why was he here at all? Questions would have to wait, for danger came first. Kronos, fearing the prophecy that one of his children would steal his throne, sought to devour him. To survive, Aetherion must first escape his father’s hunger—and then embark on a perilous journey to save his siblings from this cruel fate. This is the story of a Titan, born outside of prophecy, who will rise against the tyranny of his own father… and carve a destiny that even the gods could never foresee.

EKRON is a therapist with a license to shoot. Which is odd because, a shrink is naturally supposed to be understanding of people and behavior in general. But not Ekron. He has the temper of a newborn and tongue of a serpent. But maybe his alpha mate might just be what he needs... Or Not.

Sarah destroys Crows’ village and he is separated from his family. He finds a hidden ship and meets a lady who calls herself Divine, she says that he can follow her to travel if he sees fit. “I hope to see what lies in wait, in this world of dreamers!” Our thoughts bring about depression, which leads to anguish, pain, suffering, envy, obsession, and gluttony. But isn't that the beauty of life? It is. Or so one would think...

just when he was desperately trying to find something to do, he eventually stumbled upon an MMORPG ad. he never played any MMO before… or even computer game, hell he didnt even play minecraft. so he decides to give it a go. during his in game journey, he will meet people that he would have never thought hed get along with, he establishes new relationships.

Many people believe that the sole purpose of a door is to connect one room to another. But in truth, a door holds a hidden side—one that doesn't just link spaces, but bridges the front-facing world and the hidden dimension behind it. A realm where imagination, illusions, and wonders all reside. --- Enjoy the story. I'm a beginner, so there may still be many flaws. Please don’t hesitate to share your thoughts, suggestions, or critiques—they’ll help me grow and become a better writer.

Blamed for the death of his Friend, Watachi is falsely jailed for a crime he didn't commit. However, he finds a chance for not only his escape, but his redemption.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.