tartar foras

Tartarus, a prison of all gods! Those in prison are inexcusable! A killer Ye Qingha reborn in a different world. It happened that he became the 38th generation of warden of Tartarus, starting an invincible expedition to different worlds.

"Tartarus, a prison of all gods! Those in prison are inexcusable! A killer Ye Qingha reborn in a different world. It happened that he became the 38th generation of warden of Tartarus, starting an invincible expedition to different worlds."

In the far reaches of space, where empires rise and fall in silence, a rogue crew aboard a ship unlike any other carves its path through the void. Their leader — enigmatic, dangerous, and driven by something deeper than conquest — leaves a trail of havoc wherever he goes. But this isn’t just a story of rebellion. It’s a story of purpose. Of fate. Of whether the stars themselves can be bent to one man’s will. TARTARUSIOS blends high-stakes action with mystery and mythic undertones. The ship is more than metal — it’s legend. The crew, more than criminals — they’re chosen. And as their journey unfolds, the question remains: will they reach their goal, or will destiny rewrite their course?

A person has never loved but himself, what happens when he goes to another world? Nasuverse Fanfic

"Leo",she rasps both her hands cupping his face. "Shh", he whispers back, his forehead touching hers "You have to let go Leo" "I'll protect whatever's mine! I told you already!!"he roared already losing it. And then he turns to face her, a steely glint in his eyes "I'm never letting go".... Discovering solace in the town Tar, left for condemnation......First love, betrayal, manipulation and rivalry abounds in a fight for friendship, love and survival..

the old world was a battlefield of all the divine powers and in the imminent destruction their worlds were unnaturally merged together and their peoples displaced randomly and its people must survive of the remnants of their homeworld they find to make it back home

The world is in total chaos after the war between the gods and ascended mortals of the last known God Game. For the past decade, wrathful gods and divine-powered mortals have been running rampant and creating havoc wherever they go—leaving those without any power of their own defenseless and at the mercy of the chaos. Until a boy with a god-defying left arm and a blood-thirsty appetite with no remembrance of his past decides to take matters into his own hands. This is his story and the story of all the unfortunate souls who faced his judgment.

dropped, for now After many painful dreams, Adam finds out that he has mirror-touch synesthesia combined with etidetic memory, causes him to experience the pain that the people in his dream experience, watch as Adams overcomes this and finds out who he really is, or more specifically what he is.

Retired Navy Captain Daniel Venata was happy being the captain of an independent mining barge, trolling uninhabited systems for precious metals. He had no aspirations of rising any higher in life. While scanning for Cillium in the Darsend System, he and his crew witnessed an Imperial ship destroy an unarmed vessel that was in the same system. Daniel promised not to tell, promised to wipe his ships files, but the Imperials did't care. 250 of Daniel's men and women were murdered in cold blood, killed to protect a dirty secret for the benefit of some Noble, blood-thirsty for the blood of the innocent. Daniel died, wishing, more than anything, that he could exact revenge for his people. His wish was granted. (Hello! I’m back for now, so expect 10 chapter a week once more!)

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?