religion fiction

[Warning: R-18 Content] "What do you mean I can't hit 1 million subs before the end of this winter? Are you serious?" "If you're not donating, you're basically freeloading, guys." "Imagine not being a subscriber… couldn't be me." "Can we get some Fs in the chat for these noobs who can't keep up?" Reborn in a land of swords and magic called Oceros, Dilhan, a former streamer from a strange world called Earth, decided to make a living by streaming since that was the only thing he knew how to do. But this land, Oceros, was a world of a Souls-like action RPG game called "Blighted" that Dilhan had played before he died on Earth after exploding a nerve while stuck on the same boss for an entire day. Despite all of this he decided to live a normal life as a streamer but what was this? Instead of building a channel and gaining fame, he began attracting crazy followers and insane women seeking his "bodily blessings." People started treating him like a god and treating him like some kind of a messiah, while others labelled him a heretic and attempted to kill him. Did he understand all of this when he decided to hit that "Start Streaming" button? This is Dilhan's journey to become the first streamer in the land of Oceros, a world plagued by a being known as the Harbinger. Will he become the first streamer in this world, or will he become something more to its people? *** Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR), or Yuri(Lesbian). —This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental. —18+ chapters will be marked. Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord for Illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr Hope you enjoy this work! Thank you for reading as always:)

Trust me this novel will change your life into heaven. This novel is much different from others. It is full of astonishing twists, romance, action, mystery, and thriller. This novel is based on a fantastic life journey from a 4-year-old boy to a gentleman in which he discovers his real identity. In this journey, he went through many challenges first he got brothers then fell in love with a girl got heartbroken, married then divorced. he faced many betrayals but at last, he met his true love, a Muslim woman from Pakistan as his wife after he turned MUSLIM.

Kami is a normal 18-year-old high school boy on his way home after he got dumped by his girlfriend. In a small back alley, truck-kun lurks for him and transports him to a world where he has to build a world religion from scratch?! Note: Kami does not have a real physical body (yet) - it's my first time writing, so the summary is a little bit short - please try to survive the first chapters. My writing will get better. I promise -> If you read the first chapters before the 24th of June, please check them out again! - newest chapters are about >1000 words

They shot Maya on her living room floor. Damon watched his wife bleed out into the shattered china. He choked on the dirty rag tied through his teeth, waiting for the boots to reach his seven-year-old daughter. They came for the Artifact he unearthed. ​The parasitic alien artifact on his coffee table wasn't a weapon. It was a cage. When Damon broke his chair and the relic fell, his spine tore open. Neon cubic tentacles dripping code erupted from his vertebrae to catch the stone mid-air. ​[HOST BIOLOGY COMPROMISED. INTEGRATING FOUNDER CLASS: KHAN. INITIALIZING F-RANK.] Khan freshly escaped from Hell gets funneled straight into Damon. The ancient king woke up expecting a cosmic war. Instead, Khan took one look at the sky, demanded a top-shelf drink, and decided modern Manhattan was a perfectly acceptable beginning. The system have Damon Ghostwire, it does not mend flesh for free. To survive the integration, Damon is forced to unhinge his own jaw, bite through an IMMORTAL's skull, and swallow their crystalized heart to steal the stats underneath. ​The system runs on progress. Every surge of stolen power rewrites Damon's biology, packing dense new muscle onto his frame. Damon white-knuckles his strict boundaries, but Khan operates exactly like the conqueror he was. The dead king uses a [VASSAL PACT] to butcher IMMORTAL patriarchs and bind the women of their ancient families to his own bloodline. Brooke—a bartender who claimed his bed and ripped a plundered legacy out of an IMMORTAL's chest for herself—is the violent foundation of that slow-burning empire. ​The bastards hunting his child just changed the rules. The first Dimensional Gate tears open tonight. ​The system wants a harvest. It is getting a slaughterhouse. And at the top of the food chain, something with wings is watching Damon climb. ---- - Deep cosmic conspiracies tied to religions and myths. - Extremely slow burn Harem, first 40 chapters is only Brooke and Maya. - Blunt-Force Progression: No elegant spellcasting or sparkly magic. - Gore, Violence, Foul language and Sex. All serving a purpose. - 18+ - Grimdark Setting but optimistic undertones.

ABSTRACT Religion was never the problem. Power was. This work undertakes a forensic dismantling of the machinery by which sacred knowledge originally encoded in mystery traditions, Mosaic law, Kabbalistic structure, and pre-canonical scripture was systematically extracted from its esoteric root, flattened into doctrine, and redeployed as an instrument of psychic governance. What institutional religion calls faith, this text identifies as a manufactured epistemology: a controlled framework of meaning designed not to liberate the seeker but to administrate the believer. Drawing from the suppressed architecture of excluded biblical texts, the symbolic grammar of Mosaic tradition, and the occult jurisprudence embedded in grimoire literature, the argument advances a single, irreducible thesis that the distance between revelation and religion is precisely the distance between gnosis and obedience. Every canon is a censorship. Every creed is a perimeter. Every prosperity gospel is a financial derivative of divine language, stripped of its metaphysical collateral and sold as spiritual equity to populations conditioned to confuse surrender with salvation. This is not an atheist text. It is something more dangerous a theologically literate, philosophically rigorous indictment written from inside the tradition. It does not deny the sacred. It refuses to allow the sacred to remain hostage to the institutional. The manipulation was never about God. It was always about who gets to speak for Him and what they extract from those who believe.

They called him obsessed. A college dropout. A ghost who trained in silence. To Raifu, every punch, every breath, every stance was sacred. When death finds him, it’s not an end—it’s his entrance to a new realm. A slave world. A place where people are born as Alcries—beings bound to one stat, one fate, and one master. But Raifu is not bound. Each combo he performs sends ripples through reality. Every strike bends the laws of space and time. He’s the first Skillweaver—combat as code, rhythm as rewrite. And the world will either harmonize with him… Or be shattered by the beat!

Set against the backdrop of a new college life, Aishi and Ayush’s chance encounter slowly blossoms into a tender bond of friendship and unspoken affection. Though their hearts quietly gravitate toward each other, neither finds the courage to voice their true feelings. As their connection deepens, they are confronted by an unyielding reality—the divide of their different religions. Bound by the expectations of family, society, and deeply rooted beliefs, their relationship is pushed to the brink. Caught in a delicate balance between love and duty, Aishi and Ayush must face an impossible choice: will they defy all odds to be together, or will the barriers of faith ultimately pull them apart?

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.