migration stories

Born of a forbidden union, a god named Matrix found his destiny intertwined with the greatest war the realms had ever known. When the battle finally subsided, an unexpected burden fell upon him: the mantle of World King. He ruled with grim resolve, balancing order and sacrifice, his hands forever stained with the ichor of fallen gods. But even this hard-won peace was fragile. From the depths of Oblivion, a monstrous horde, imprisoned by his father's desperate act, clawed its way free, threatening to unravel all he had built. Against this encroaching darkness, Matrix stood defiant, but as a god without allies, his crusade seemed doomed from the start. Or so fate decreed. As defeat loomed, a hidden anomaly revealed itself: a tear in the fabric of time, offering a desperate escape through transmigration. Yet such power comes with a terrible price. How long can a god endure such trials? When will he succumb to despair, to the very darkness he seeks to vanquish? Will he shatter under the strain, becoming a harbinger of annihilation across the realms? Or might he, against all prophecy, find a spark of hope within the abyss and rise anew? * "Tell me what you saw," Matrix commanded, his voice edged with a desperate impatience. The Oracle chuckled, a dry, rustling sound that seemed to emanate from the very bones of the earth. A tremor ran through Se'mudara, prickling the skin on her arms. "I see dead people,"

300 years... that's how long it took for this tribe of lava blasters to forge a tunnel under the sea. The structure stretched from one end of the world to the other. Their prime aim was led by a prophecy. An urge, a will and a crave to finally find their haven where the world was mostly offering an ice age. Following the prophecy led the tribe on a strange continent, where the ice age had double the impact. This strange land carried mythical animals, strange powers too but there is one race that threaten them from transforming this place into a haven, the snow Ignites! Will Zabal lead his tribe towards the sweet taste of salvation? The prophecy itself was revealed to this chief over 300 years ago, he was the leader of this hunt for a better living! Let's hope the odds favour the religious led movement, or this continent will become a grave for these opportunists. _______________________________________________________ Note for readers new and old. This is the first ever prequel of my main series "ELECTUS - A tale of Peaceful Demons." In this prequel, you'll go 9,000 years back in time, over 3,000 years before the first Era in Ignis even began. For the fictional history lovers, this is a great read for you as the Calidum Lutum, who are one of the most mysterious race in Ignis, will be given a spot to shine. This story will give a vibe of colonization, but at the same time the Calidum Lutum will be pressured by a race who stands natively superior, the Snow Ignites. To enjoy this story, the main series doesn't have to be read, as even there the Calidum Lutum aren't featured enough. Reading this story however, will make your heart tingle if you go and read the main series after, call it nostalgia. _______________________________________________________

Long long time after, sun will go to its destination finally. When that time comes, earth is no longer suitable for livings for any creatures any longer, including human beings. Stories come.

*WARNING* This is a story written by an amateur author. You might cringe. There are places people go after they die, some go to heaven, and some are not so lucky. There is a place hidden in space where some sneaky beings take the souls of humans and try to create there own world. For millions of years this has happen and the higher ups now realize that more souls are starting to disappear they decide to utilize other souls to get back the other souls but they have not found a soul worthy in many eons. until four people with similar soul types appear.

Estelle awakens alone with no memories in the ruin of a beautiful castle. Searching the room around her, she is surprised when the door behind her creaks open, revealing a monster determined to feast upon her bones. Scared and weak, Estelle barely manages to defeat the beast and walk away with her life. When Estelle delivers the final blow, a voice rings out in her head sending shockwaves of pain: [Congratulations! Monster: Weak Ghoul has been eliminated. Appropriate gifts will be awarded.]

Recomiendo esta novela para toda persona que sienta que le falta algo en la vida. Espero que les sea de mucha ayuda. Bendiciones Muchas

From Hate to Pain, and Pain to Love

A lonely girl who now finds a friend she can cherish forever. That forever friend

Mimic's Might Betrayed. Abandoned. Left to rot in the abyss. Thirteen-year-old Vincent was never the strongest, the fastest, or the most favored. When the village bullies toss him like garbage into the shifting, pitch-black labyrinth of the Deep Dungeons, he was supposed to become just another forgotten skeleton in the gravel. But the dark has secrets of its own. And it was hungry. Instead of death, Vincent finds Malakor, a living, shifting nightmare of a mimic. Bound together by blood and a mutual hunger for survival, the boy and the monster form a symbiotic bond that defies the rules of the world. With Malakor transforming from a supple leather glove into an arsenal of deadly weapons, Vincent stops being the prey. In a world of cold steel, blind predators, and treacherous allies, Vincent learns a brutal truth: the only way to escape a monster's den is to become the greatest monster of them all. You can contact me about my book or if you just wanna chat at my discord. darkest_kinght_01 I will soon be making a discord server for my books community and people who enjoy my work so be on the look for that.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"