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Lucas was an orphan, abandoned in a forgotten village—until it was overrun by monsters. Torn from the only home he’d ever known, he was thrust into a brutal world where those who wield magic reign like gods and treat lives like tools. The world offered him no kindness, only misfortune. But when magic awakened within him, Lucas made a choice: he would no longer accept the fate handed to him. No matter the cost, he would defy destiny itself. Even if the world stands against him, he will rise—and overturn it.

Bloodbound Umbra is a dark fantasy series set after the merger of multiple universes into a single world. The narrative centers on Aruno Kurogane, whose struggle against rising cosmic threats forces him to confront his former ruthless self, The Ghost. As gods, knights, and overseers move in secret, the story examines identity, power, and survival in a reality shaped by loss and convergence.

*"Cursed by a betrayed elf, the land of Umbra of Calamyr has spawned monsters that have terrorized the world for centuries. Young apprentice Ryn never expected the Harvest Festival to turn into a blood-soaked nightmare. When a horde of Calami attacks his village, he risks everything to save his friends—and the girl he holds dear. Death, however, is not the end. Awakened through the Rite of Tyra, a ritual that grants forbidden power at the cost of eternal youth, Ryn must now navigate a world of monsters, curses, and power that could save—or destroy—everything he loves. Dark fantasy, blood, magic, and peril await."*

En una ciudad donde la luz se volvió poder y la sombra es condena, existe un límite invisible que nadie debería cruzar. Pero alguien debe vigilarlo. Los Guardianes del Umbral no son héroes tradicionales. Son fragmentos rotos que aprendieron a resistir, portadores de habilidades que nacen del sacrificio, de vínculos forjados en el peligro y de decisiones que nunca son blancas o negras. Cuando fuerzas antiguas comienzan a moverse y el equilibrio amenaza con romperse, cada elección tendrá un precio. Porque proteger el umbral significa estar dispuesto a perderlo todo.

This is part of my old book; The Arks. This story tells of the Mission of the Umbras within the Arks. The Umbras were a race of hostile Dark Mages that had sought refuge on earth. After waiting for their time to strike, the Umbras decided to target the Five Domains on earth. Due to people going missing and Magecraft being involved, Mavislin decided to investigate. Mavislin is a Valkyrie, a Mage that could use various different Elements. But as she investigates further, things get complicated as an old foe comes into the fray...

An eight year old comes face to face with a world wide apocalypse, watch how he survives after being forced to kill his own mother who was turned into a monster, and looking at his only true friend die in front of his eyes, the journey of an eight year old to survive the apocalypse

Lía creía que su mayor talento era convertir el espacio vacío en algo habitable. Que el mundo tenía geometría, lógica, proporciones que podían entenderse si uno las estudiaba con suficiente dedicación. Hasta que las sombras comenzaron a obedecerla. Kael —guardián alfa del clan Umbra Corp, frío como el mármol y letal como el silencio— irrumpe en su vida con una verdad que lo cambia todo: Lía no es una arquitecta que descubrió el mundo sobrenatural. Es el origen de una profecía que dos clanes llevan generaciones intentando controlar. Y Dylan, su mejor amigo desde la infancia, el hombre más luminoso que ha conocido, lleva años mirándola con los ojos del alfa rival que siempre fue. Atrapada entre quien la protege y quien la conoce, entre el clan que la reclama y el que la codicia, Lía deberá elegir qué hace con un poder que no pidió —antes de que alguien más decida por ella. En una ciudad donde la luz y la oscuridad negocian en silencio, no hay inocentes. Solo sobrevivientes.

I placed myself into my own novel, and now the world I once wrote is trying to erase me. I walk through the Human Realm as Kaeru, crossing roads I designed, entering kingdoms I once imagined, and standing before ruins, towers, and people that were never supposed to feel this real. What should have been a story has become lived reality, and every step I take drags me deeper into a world that no longer obeys me simply because I created it. Because creation was never the same as belonging. The Human Realm stretches before me as both invitation and warning. My journey through it is filled with things I cannot yet explain without saying too much—meetings that will matter later, places that should have been ordinary but are not, and scattered pieces I keep gathering for a future even I know will demand them. None of it is random. None of it is meaningless. Somewhere down the line, every fragment will become necessary. And yet, the more I move forward, the more the world itself begins to turn. The Law of Aion is not a rule, nor some distant force of morality or justice. It is the weight of continuity. The pressure of meaning. The truth that existence, no matter how much it changes, must still be able to trace itself. And around me, that truth is shifting. Quietly. Relentlessly. Reality bends in small ways first—through timing, through people, through events that feel almost right until I notice the shape of what is being altered. It is trying to make sense of me by leaving less room for me to exist. Something in this world knows that I do not align with the path that led everything here. My presence strains against the shape of what should be. So the Law moves—not to destroy me outright, but to rearrange the story around me until I can no longer remain inside it as I am. But I keep moving. I keep gathering what I need. I keep walking toward answers I may not want. And behind all of it, beyond every silence and every shift in the world, there is Kaediel. Close enough to haunt my thoughts. Distant enough to remain unclear. Whether he is another self, a witness, or something far beyond either, his presence lingers like a shadow cast by a truth I have not yet reached. This world remembers its own meaning. And if I cannot prove mine before the story closes around me, then one day the path that created everything will continue on— as if I was never part of it at all.

Decades ago, The World went into war against an ancient race of being known as the Mistenial Empire, The world almost lost due to the difference of their technology but was saved by the 7 Legendary Titan Knight being led by the Great Lord Arthur. Decades after the war Ended the world was governed by a Central Government known as the United Nations Intelligence Office. Present day the world once again is facing another war against the Mistenial Empire, and thus another Lord Arthur was chosen to lead his own knights and fight for the world once again.

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?"