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In a world reclaimed by a forgotten apocalypse, humanity survives within walled enclaves, besieged by monstrous, crystalline beasts known as Chimeras. The truth of the past—of the technologically advanced "Ancients" and their sudden downfall—is a lost and forbidden history. The key to survival lies in the Aethel Frame, a latent spiritual and biological blueprint within every human. When awakened, it allows a user to absorb the "Soul Echoes" of defeated Chimeras, integrating their powers and traits. True mastery, however, comes not from collecting Echoes, but from synthesizing them into new, unique abilities. Follow a young protagonist on his journey from a confused survivor to a legendary warrior. As he awakens his own Aethel Frame, he will uncover the dark secrets of the Ancients' legacy and learn that the Chimeras are not just monsters, but a key to humanity's future. It is a path of strategic evolution and brutal combat, where understanding the past is the only way to forge a new future and prevent history from repeating its mistakes. I am the original author.

‘What do you think? Am I a psychopath, Sarah?' He asked in a gravelly voice. Gradually, the man tightened his grip on Sarah's throat with his right hand while the other one was holding her right with all of his power, almost embedding it into the wall behind her. Sarah was running out of breath and her eyes went teary when he yelled... **** Sarah is a rich girl who after being trapped in her own house for almost two years finally came out. But now all she wants is a normal life. She joins a company called The Ambition to start a new fresh life but there are certain people and things that are approaching her. Which can or may reveal some of the things about her past... ------ Chapter updates: do check once on the weekend, as I can't specify how many I can surely update in a week Bonus chapters can be given in any week at any time. Stay tuned :) The book cover doesn't belong to me! Find me on discord: Aislinn_Jasper#2125 Or follow me on insta: _aislinn_jasper_

Dansetsu Yoru, seorang pecundang yang berumur 20 tahun, pengangguran, tidak memiliki tujuan hidup hanya karena memainkan sebuah game setiap hari di kamarnya sebelum takdir membawanya pergi. "....!!!!" *BIMM!* Sebuah ramalan dari Dunia-Pararel membawanya mati secara paksa untuk di lahirkan kembali ke dunia baru. Dunia lain yang memiliki sihir dan teknologi masa depan. Dia terlahir kembali sebagai seorang pria biasa yang memiliki tubuh raja iblis di era modern. Ini adalah kesempatannya untuk bisa merubah kehidupannya yang hancur menjadi sebuah keajaiban ... Dunia yang selalu ia benci, ketenangan dan kenyamanan adalah satu hal yang selalu dia dambakan. Tapi takdir berkata lain, para dewa membenci kedatangannya yang baru terlahir ke dunia lain. Kedatangan yang akan menyebabkan kehancuran seluruh dunia. Semuanya telah sesuai rencana dari sang pencipta. Inilah awal dari segalanya .....

Dansetsu Yoru, a 20-year-old loser, unemployed, has no purpose in life just because he plays a game every day in his room before fate takes him away. "....!!!!" *BIMM!* A prophecy from the Parallel World led to his forced death to be reborn into a new world. Another world that has magic and future technology. He was reborn as an ordinary man who had the body of a demon king in the modern era. This is his chance to change his broken life into a miracle... The world he always hated, peace and comfort is the one thing he always longed for. But fate said otherwise, the gods hated his newly born arrival into another world. The arrival that will cause the destruction of the entire world. Everything was according to the creator's plan. This is the beginning of everything.....

Explore my other work on my blog. This piece will be relocated to the blog section at a later date link: heavenly-scroll.blogspot.com Reborn into a martial world as an infant marked for death, Ning Qi survives a massacre through an awakened, max-level comprehension ability. With a single thought, he can perceive laws, refine techniques, and create methods beyond common understanding. Raised in secrecy, he cultivates in silence, reading countless scriptures and forging his own path while the world remains unaware of the monster growing within it. When the limits of the world deny him ascension, Ning Qi chooses another road—raising the world itself, refining heaven and earth, and smelting all paths into one. When immortals descend to reclaim what they believe was stolen, they will learn a single truth: the world has already chosen its master.

There is a world where nothing is fixed. Not the laws. Not the names. Not the boundaries between one thing and another. In this world, gravity is a suggestion. Death is a mood. The colour blue can be redefined by anyone who has the will and a sharp enough imagination. A man can die on a Thursday, and by Friday his widow can decide that "death" now means "a long walk in a garden that has no gate," and he will return to finish the soup she left on the stove. A child can decide that "school" means "a cloud that only rains on weekends," and the building will float away until Monday, carrying the teachers with it, and no one will ask questions because questions themselves can be redefined as answers that have not yet decided what they know. Everyone redefines reality as easily as breathing. The rich change themselves daily—new face, new past, new gravity. The poor cling to a handful of stable definitions just to remember who they were when they woke up. Cities rename themselves every hour by public vote. Wars are fought not with weapons but with dictionaries. The Anti-Semantic War, they say, ended when one side redefined "victory" to mean "surrender," and by the time anyone noticed, it was already history. This is not paradise. When everything can be rewritten, nothing is ever fully real. A promise made today dissolves tomorrow when "tomorrow" is redefined as "a shape that cannot fit promises." Love is exhausting because the word changes taste every afternoon. Truth is a fashion. Memory is guesswork. And somewhere beneath all this, a question sleeps that no one dares wake: If everything can be redefined, what is the definition of definition itself? Cindral had never trusted a world that could change its memories. When the past was rewritten as casually as the weather, what was a man but a rumour his own history could no longer confirm? He did not seek power. He did not want to reshape the rules. He wanted to know if there was any rule that did not answer to a vote. So when word reached him of an old vendor in the secondhand markets selling definitions too ancient to be altered, Cindral went. Not from ambition. From hunger—for something that would still be true tomorrow. The answer waits in a dusty corner of that market, where a vendor whose age shifts with the minute hand sells used definitions discarded by those who have moved on to newer models. Cindral will touch the one definition that was never meant to be touched: the definition of definition itself. That touch will reveal the thread. The thread runs through everything. It ties every word to every thing, every thing to every mind, every mind to every story, and every story to something above. Cindral will follow it upward through layers of narration that make his universe look like a footnote in a book no one remembers writing. He will climb until climbing breaks. He will define until definition breaks. He will be until being breaks. What waits at the end cannot be called a god, because gods require names, and names require someone to speak them. What waits predates the need to be named. And it is not the top. There is no top. The thread does not end; it only changes direction—cutting sideways through hierarchies, through echoes without a source, through hollows where silence is not empty but full of the absence of sound waiting to be born. This is the story of that climb. It begins in a world where anyone can rewrite the rules, and it ends where the word "rule" has never been spoken, never been needed, never been possible. Somewhere in between, a man discovers that he is a sentence inside a story inside a dream inside a definition that defines itself. The thread is already in your hand. Cindral's ascent begins now.

Lost among the stars......Love, Hate, Friendship, Courage...... In the end......only you defined me. ........... The story revolves round three individuals who are struggling between romance and revenge. Can love conquer their hearts or will revenge conquer them. Each choice has its own consequence. The three complete strangers Aaron, Artella and Narein bound by fate... But this fate.. Is it a fated love? or a fated hatred?.......Find out!!!! .......... Follow this romantic thriller.... A journey in discovering oneself in the arms of the one they love.

a 16 year old boy named Liam he was born with out any power and his 2 best friend Tyler and Luke do have powers but they haven't unlocked them yet but they went into the forest and saw a cabin in the woods but a famous super hero lives there

A normal life turns into a nightmare when strange “frames” begin to appear—watching, recording, and changing reality itself. Every reflection, every screen, every moment hides something closer than before. What starts as a glitch becomes a trap where escape is impossible. A cursed system controls everything—granting wishes, creating illusions, and replacing people one by one. The more you see, the deeper you fall. Because in this world… you are not the one watching. You are being watched.

"My justice shattered with a single scream." In the Empire's darkest depths, our revolution was sacred. We believed our sacrifices would be enshrined as noble history. "Please... stop... I'll tell you everything." A single scream, and I became a traitor. Now I understand. It was never my weakness that was the sin. The true evil was the hypocrisy above.