23rd psalm pulp fiction

This is a pure power fantasy. My MC will always win; it's just a question of how. I will try to make him human en I'm planning on rewriting everything into a separate novel after each arc. I will only put character and creation stat sheets here though. This my first rough draft. I am still writing, but quarantine gives you less free time when you’re juggling more items in your schedule

I've moved my story to minkley so please read at https://www.minkly.io/series/460

In the sea of stars, the experts gather. Their origins, mindset, and experiences differ, but they have something in common - they all speak the language of power. The absolute might, that nothing can chain has the power to silence everything. In all eras, there were always people who ruled and those, who were ruled. Only the mightiest can set these laws and control others and their own fate. The path of the sovereign is filled with blood and corpses. Calamity was neither the fiercest nor mightiest man to have lived. He was born the day his family was massacred, hence his name. His name held another meaning, the hope, that one day he would return as a calamity to his enemies. Considering his talents and background, he reached unimaginable heights and fulfilled his family's last wish. Unfortunately, his end wasn't pleasant. He died in the hands of junior, whose realm was lower than his. He had worked harder than others, yet it never truly made up for the gap between him and those who never lacked the care of mighty experts and had access to limitless cultivation resources. Still, at the peak of his life, he was pretty strong, but never did he have time to settle down and enjoy what he had. He had come that far with undying persistence and unshakable willpower in the first place, but...it still wasn't enough. Before his soul was destroyed along with his body, he resolutely decided to give everything up and flee for his life, as he escaped with the secret technique, towards an unknown destination. As fate would have it, the luck was on his side this time, as he managed to successfully give himself the second chance. Will the scenario repeat itself, or will he walk upon the path of the sovereign in this life? God only knows...

Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

Seventeen years after the empire ceased their conquest to unite the entire globe under its rule, they allay with the other two superpowers, entering an age of advancement. Now with the lands recovering from the centuries  of war and the people granted freedom, innovations for mankind reveals a bright future. But still the empire values their mysticism and sorcery more than the rise in technology. Enter Ethan, an orphan raised by a family of nobility, leaves his noble status to study at the empire's oldest academy now known as the Empire's University Of Eldoria. Here he works with his friend "Noir" an energetic, rough around the edges, young inventer. As they work to ascend the ranks. He works as to also recover something he lost long ago. It's not an easy task, as there are secrets hidden in plain site, and the truths about the world are bathed in blood. Welcome to the age of psalm.

Dark brown hair, small round hooded eyes with some pair of glasses. Matthew is a typical moreno bookworm, known as a nerd, has this question in his head, "why do narrators narrate the story but don't get narrated in it?"  One day, his favorite book from his favorite author suddenly became a hit. It became so popular that people created a theater play adaptation.  Watching the actors. Seeing the props and the efforts. Matthew couldn't be amazed more—he was in awe while watching. But watching left him hanging, not because of the play, but because of a VOICE. It narrated the story clearly, smoothly. The narrator's voice is pretty. Since that day, her voice was ringing in his head, over and over again. Not because it's pretty or clear—but it's familiar. His curiosity killed him with words that left in his mouth, "To the narrator whose voice is in my head, can you narrate Psalm 46 for me?"

El 1 de diciembre de 2022 el jurado del Concurso Nacional de Cuento "Hubert Lanssiers 2022", compuesto por los escritores Miluska Benavides, Leslie Guevara, Alejandro Neyra, Gustavo Rodríguez y Miguel Ruíz Effio, se reunió para elegir a los ganadores y menciones honrosas de dicho concurso. Se recibieron 151 relatos a nivel nacional, y se contó con un comité lector integrado por 80 voluntarios designados por Machucabotons Escuela de Escritura, para la lectura y preelección. Hecha la apertura de los sobres, la relación de ganadores quedó establecida de esta forma: Primer premio "Camel - Pulp" por Ostracista Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Segundo premio "Los cobardes no van al cielo" por Aaron Champi Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Se hace notar que es la primera vez en la historia del concurso que un participante recibe en simultáneo el primer y segundo premio. El jurado interpreta este hecho como un testimonio de talento literario y felicita el autor.

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!

On the most popular interstellar forum, there is a hot topic: What is the most unbelievable thing that has happened around you? Chun Mian: Thanks for the invite. I was sitting at home, and a door fell from the sky. Life is like a tightly closed door, before opening it, you never know, what you will face: a living person or a forty-meter-long blade! (Quick Transmigration, No CP)

[Large-scale Male Competition and Asura Field, Multiple Male Leads] [Ditzy Beauty x Gloomy Male Ghost/Black-Bellied Older Man/Pure Love Loyal Dog/Unhinged Arch-Nemesis/Clingy Younger Puppy] Zoe Rhodes dies unexpectedly in a car accident. Before her death, she awakens her consciousness and discovers that the world she lives in is a tragic, angsty BE novel. Several villains imprison the female lead, causing the male and female leads to break up and get back together for many years, and in the end, they even drive the male lead to his death. The good news is, she's just an insignificant cannon fodder. The bad news is, her brother is that wronged male lead! Zoe Rhodes's vision goes black. When she wakes up, she has transmigrated ten years into the future. To protect her brother, she starts desperately trying to make her presence known among the villains, hoping they can turn over a new leaf. Through Zoe Rhodes's unremitting efforts, her brother is safe! The female lead is safe! She is also sa... wait, that's not right?!! Can someone please tell her why, after waking up from a nap, she finds herself lying in the villains' basement?! Zoe Rhodes: I don't know either. They started shouting something about a "white moonlight" and a "cinnabar mole" and then lined up to kiss me. [This is probably a story about a ditzy beauty who tries to tame the villains, only to discover that she is their long-dead "white moonlight", and all the villains are lining up, fighting to be her dog.]