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The Abyss has been the source for mankind’s growth, success, and discovery. It provides those who wishes to descend downward a system that aid man to give them strength. However, it’s not all loving and giving as it provides humanities with its most dangerous elements and creatures as if saying everything given must be met with equal return. What lies at the bottom of these ruins of bottomless void is something yet to be known but some theorized it is something that’ll benefit humanity greatly but other believes it’s a trap that lures those who foolishly descend to deeply.

In a fractured world where ancient ruins rot beneath modern conflict, hidden relics known as Crowns lie scattered and forgotten. They are not symbols of royalty—but vessels of desire. Each Crown binds itself to a single human longing and answers it with power. Leir never wanted to save the world. He only wanted to stop feeling small. When a twisted black Crown awakens beneath his blood, reality begins to shift around him in subtle, unsettling ways. Shadows respond. Whispers follow. And something ancient begins to watch. Unknown to nations and empires, others have awakened their own Crowns—each shaped by different desires: control, vengeance, freedom, dominion. Some become monsters. Some become rulers. All pay a price. As factions begin to form in the dark and unseen forces move to claim or destroy these relics, Leir must decide what kind of existence he truly wants. Because the Crowns do not simply grant power. They reshape the world according to the desires of those who wear them.

In the ancient kingdom of Eldoria, the Sun Throne rules through light, ritual, and sacrifice. Its golden mirrors shine across the land, its armies march in the name of purity, and its immortal heirs are worshipped as children of the Flame Father. But beneath that light, old things are stirring. Aren, a boy raised in the quiet village of Brackenford, carries a moon-mark on his palm and a river-stone tied to a forgotten bloodline. When he is drawn into the world of Princess Selene, Prince Vaelor, and the radiant court of Aurelion, he discovers that kindness in the palace often comes disguised as duty- and that the Sun Throne’s purity is built on hidden cruelty. After freeing Riven, a sharp-tongued Rootborn boy, and Caelum, a lost immortal prince chained beneath Sunspire Palace, Aren is pulled into a war older than any crown. The Rootborn armies rise against Aurelion, seeking to break the golden mirrors and free the earth gods imprisoned beneath them. But the deeper Aren travels into the war, the more dangerous his own role becomes. He is not merely a witness. He is the bearer of the Tideblade, a storm-dark sword that hungers for blood. He is the keeper of the Stone of Appeasement, one of the few powers capable of calming the old gods. And he may be the only one who can stand between mortal armies, immortal princes, and divine wrath. As battles rage across Dawnmere, Karrowen Pass, and the Sunwall Line, Aren must decide what kind of person he will become. Around him, loyalties shift, old gods awaken, soldiers die, and Caelum’s secret immortality threatens to tear the Rootborn army apart from within. In a world where light can be merciless and darkness can shelter the wounded, Aren must choose again and again: the ritual, or the living. But every choice has a cost. And the road to Aurelion has only begun.

THE UNWRITTEN UNKNOWN The Story That Never Wants “The End” Three girls. Three personalities. One unforgettable story. A storm who grew up too fast. A devil who questions everything. A self-proclaimed god who holds them all together. They didn’t plan to become friends. They didn’t even like each other at first. But somehow… their lives collided in the most unexpected way. From chaotic benches to lunchbox wars, late entries to missed deadlines, overthinking nights to comforting phone calls— this is the real, raw, unfiltered journey of a trio stitched together by accidents, sarcasm, and pure emotional honesty. Their friendship isn’t perfect. They fight, cry, tease, break, heal, and grow— sometimes together, sometimes alone. But no matter what, they choose each other again and again. This is not fiction. This is their life. Their memories. Their chaos. Their love. Their truth. A story of friendships that shouldn’t have worked… but somehow became the safest place in a world full of storms. If you’ve ever had a friend who changed your life— this story is for you. Welcome to THE UNWRITTEN UNKNOWN... where the chapters may end, but the story never does.

Katherine of Velkarov has always been overlooked. In a world where power is loud—measured in strength, status, and bloodline—she is none of those things. Or so they believe. But Katherine sees what others don’t. She understands people—their greed, their fear, their desperation—and she uses it. Quietly. Precisely. Ruthlessly. While nobles wage wars and princes chase glory, she builds something far more dangerous: control. One alliance at a time. One secret at a time. One downfall at a time. No one notices her rise. Until the balance of power begins to shift… and every road somehow leads back to her. Because Katherine was never meant to compete for power. She was meant to rule it. But in a world ruled by ambition, betrayal, and blood, can she truly seize control… or will she become just another piece swallowed by the game she’s trying to master?

Existence is a script already written. But for those who can see the ink, the story is just beginning. In a world governed by the laws of Genesis, reality is a rigid structure where every life follows a predetermined path. The Primordials, born in the ancient eras, have long enforced this order, ensuring that no soul wanders from its intended fate. Every breath, every victory, and every death is already documented in the cosmic archives. But a fracture has appeared. One man has discovered the Unwritten—the metaphysical space between what is and what could be. By mastering the hidden currents of reality, he begins to seize control over the very laws that bind the world. He must navigate a landscape of ancient powers and cosmic hierarchies, where the gods themselves are merely characters following a script they did not write. He is not here to be a hero or a villain. He is here to claim the right that the Primordials have denied all others: The right to be the owner of his own story. By Zany ICX

One day, Cassian the Lord of Kenway territory, suddenly remembered his past life, in that memory, he knew that he would die in 5 years, and what surprised him the most was that it was his past self that killed his present self. Even so, he would not let that happen, because now, he knew the future. You can support me here ko-fi.com/iw4m18x

In a world where talent dictates fate, Denwen awakens at the bottom of the hierarchy. Ridiculed, underestimated, and left behind, he should have accepted his limits. But he can't—not when the past refuses to let him go. Haunted by nightmares and the horrors of his past, Denwen is driven by one goal: revenge. The path ahead is ruthless, filled with betrayal, forbidden secrets, and enemies lurking in the shadows. As he pushes beyond his limits, defying the very system that seeks to break him, he uncovers something far more greater than talent. But in a world where only the strong survive, will his obsession lead him to salvation… or ruin?

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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?"