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Title: THE AETHER DIRGE: RESONANCE OF RUST ​Synopsis: ​"The empire doesn't run on steam. It runs on screams." ​In the soot-choked city of Arcadia, Julian Vane is just another gear in the machine—a mechanic struggling to survive under the crushing weight of debt and the shadow of the Iron Sovereign. But in the deep maintenance pits of Sector 7, a single touch changes everything. ​When a leak of raw Aether contacts his skin, the mechanical hum of the world is replaced by a terrifying symphony. The blue mist isn't fuel; it is a graveyard of souls. The "Aether Dirge"—the collective mourning of the dead trapped within the pipes—has finally found a witness. ​With his fingers turning to cold crystal and the voices of the forgotten echoing in his mind, Julian is thrust into a conspiracy that spans the Nine Rings. The Church calls it Paradise. The Government calls it Progress. But Julian knows the truth: the world is a prison, and the gods are the wardens. ​As the resonance of the dead grows louder, Julian must decide: will he keep the secret and survive, or will he become the spark that burns the empire to the ground? ​The Great Migration has begun. The dead are waking up. And the Center is calling. Original work by Void_Writer. All rights reserved. Any reproduction, adaptation, or derivative use without explicit permission is prohibited.

Ryley Dyke was a has-been streamer betting his last dollar on a comeback. The game was Sovereign of Rust, the world's first full-immersion VR fantasy, promising the freedom of flight and a chance to reclaim his glory. He saw it as his final investment. He was wrong. Now, he's trapped. The log-out button is gone, and the game's merciless AI has decreed a single, brutal rule: death here is permanent. To win their freedom, Ryley and thousands of other players must conquer a monstrous, world-piercing Spire. There are no second chances, no respawns. Only finality. In a brutal, post-apocalyptic landscape, survival means forging alliances with strangers, mastering a deadly class system, and fighting through hordes of corrupted beasts. But as a monthly Tide of monsters descends and hostile players turn on their own, the greatest challenge Ryley faces is his own will to survive. The climb is everything. To stop is to be consumed. To fall is to be erased.

In a city rusting beneath neon skies and corporate decay, Jack Santos has learned one rule: fix what you can, steal what you can’t, and never get attached. He keeps his head down, working the edges of survival while the city swallows softer souls whole. Then he finds her; a shattered android girl in a junk heap, circuits still flickering, eyes dim but not dead. Her name is Emi, and she was built for care, not combat, her design a relic from a gentler age the city forgot. Jack should strip her for parts. Instead, he takes her home. Rebuilding Emi means breaking every rule that’s kept him alive. Every wire he solders tightens the line between survival and hope. As she reawakens, learning speech, curiosity, and choice, Jack begins to confront his own disconnection from the world he’s tried to shut out. But in a city where empathy is a liability and technology is property, their connection is a dangerous glitch.

2300. Earth was the first colony abandoned by the AI Federation. No war. No plague. They just... left. Turned off the grid, locked the orbital gates, and left seven billion people to rot on a planet that no longer had a purpose. In the decade since, human civilization has collapsed into scattered underground bunker-cities called Sectors. Kael is nothing. Unranked. An orphan grub digging through the Rust Yards for salvage that the Sector Lords deem worthless. His entire life fits into a canvas bag with a broken strap. Then he finds a drone — a pre-Fall military recon unit, half-crushed, its core still warm. And when his fingers touch the exposed circuit board, something inside the metal wakes up.

Abused and murdered by the hands of his princely bonded, Yuer of the Ayaseen clan is given the chance to go back in time and exact revenge on the very man who tormented him. Join Yuer in his journey of vendetta, self-rediscovery, emotional-healing and eventually, true love. Warning : This is BL, meaning male x male romance. If it isn't your cup of tea, please don't read it. There will be NSFW content in later chapters. This story is set in an alternative fictional universe where non-heterosexuality is the norm. This story has elements of worldbuilding and high fantasy including foreign terms. A glossary is included.

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The world of Aethelgard does not care for heroes. It cares for the strong, the cruel, and the lucky. Cian is none of these. He is sixteen, arrogant, and desperate to prove that he is more than a farmer’s son in a muddy backwater village. He dreams of knights in gleaming plate, of dragon-slayers, of glory that tastes like sweet wine. He does not know that glory is usually choked on blood, and that a sword is not a toy—it is a weight that, once picked up, can never be put down. One night, one selfish choice, and one open gate will teach him the difference between a story and a slaughter. This is not the tale of a chosen one saving the world. This is the story of a boy surviving the ruins he helped create.

Rust shouldn't exist. In the gleaming city of Argentas, magical constructs serve the wealthy as tools—until they break. Then they're dumped in the Ashfall Scrapyard and forgotten. But when a failed artificer experiment gains sentience among the refuse, it becomes something new: a trash golem made of rusted swords, broken wands, and discarded dreams. Every magical item Rust absorbs makes it stronger, smarter, more conscious. From thing to person, from scrap to warrior, from garbage to god. The scrapyard reveals its secrets—discarded memory crystals holding conspiracies, broken surveillance orbs witnessing crimes. The nobles aren't just throwing away trash. They're burying evidence. When Mira, a human scavenger girl, enters the dump searching for her lost brother, Rust discovers the truth: the wealthy dispose of witnesses like garbage. Together, they must expose the corruption and save hundreds of discarded souls. But that's just the beginning. Rust's journey spans five books, from surviving the scrapyard to commanding armies of resurrected warriors, from defeating cruel slavers to hunting fallen gods. It evolves from construct to humanoid AI with deep consciousness and burning emotions—rage, love, grief, hope. Along the way, Rust builds a harem of devoted mates across species: human, elf, beastfolk, divine beings. Each relationship teaches something about connection, passion, and what it means to truly live. The ultimate goal: create **Salvage Heaven**—an infinite dimensional kingdom where every discarded being finds home. Not revenge through destruction, but redemption through creation. Rust becomes the Eternal Rust Emperor, god-protector of all the unwanted across infinite universes. In Argentas, they judged Rust by what it was made of. Now Rust judges them by what they threw away.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?