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Sit aliquis vel nihil means "Be someone or no one." The novel spans from the Aftermath of the Fourth Crusade to the start of the Hundred Years War. The main character will face the years of battles, luxury, betrayal and peace, and his son will follow in his steps and become greater than him, however an unusual sickness will greatly affect the timeline and the future of the world.

Creation. Destruction. Prophecies. In a universe where memories shape destiny… six Eygis are chosen not to be heroes, but sacrifices. Yuta, Scarlet, Ryota, and Evelynn are bound to powers that will take everything from them. They can accept their fate… or watch the universe collapse. Because every choice leaves a scar. Some memories can save the world… while others are meant to destroy it. And when the prophecies finally unfold… will anything of them remain? — Content Warning This work contains violence, mature themes, and occasional strong language. Recommended for a mature audience. #Fantasy; #tragedy; #mythology; #psychological; #sacrifice; #supernatural; #Angst; #fate; #dark_fantasy; #found_family

Aut Vincere Aut Morī: To Conquer, or to Die. This story follows a young man who, tragically, got hit by a truck. After so, he is reincarnated into a fantasy world, filled with many things to discover. Follow him as he unravels the mystery of reincarnation and experiences other-worldly events.

A celestial was reborn as a baby not out of defeat but according to his own will. Join Null or Nihil on his adventure

Arun Watanabe, a half-Indian, half-Japanese social media strategist working at a chaotic mobile game company inspired by S***rcell, spends his days analyzing trends, memes, and online behavior. But his real obsession lies elsewhere - buried deep in anonymous forums and archived threads across platforms like 4chan and Reddit. Patterns emerge where others see noise. Identical stories posted by different users. Images that vanish too cleanly. Accounts that shouldn’t exist—and then don’t. Arun becomes convinced that internet cryptids are not fiction, but leaks of a hidden reality. Driven by obsession and the need to prove himself right, he convinces a group of friends to join him on a final expedition into remote mountains—hunting what they believe to be a skinwalker. They are wrong. What they encounter is something far beyond folklore.

Before time, before matter, there was the Absolute Being—an existence born from nothing and cast into an endless void. That void, stretched infinitely in every direction, offering no sound, no light, or any change. Eternity passed in silence, and isolation became the Being’s only companion. To escape the crushing stillness, the Absolute Being began to create. From that emptiness, emerged countless worlds—each shaped by different laws, each seeded with entities and lifeforms of staggering variety. To these creations, the Being granted power—forces that allowed them to build civilizations, wage wars, forge peace, and govern the fragile balance of their worlds. Some used their gifts to protect existence, while others sought domination or annihilation. Entire histories unfolded beneath the Being’s distant gaze. All of it served a single purpose: entertainment. The struggles, triumphs, and tragedies of mortals filled "a" Void with motion and meaning. Yet as ages turned into eternities, even creation itself grew predictable. The rise and fall of worlds blurred together, and the Absolute Being found itself once more staring into boredom as vast as the Void it had tried to escape. At last, the Being reached an unsettling conclusion. If creation was no longer enough… then there was only one way left to be truly entertained. And so, the final experiment began.

It should have started of as any mundane evening I had, waiting for the traffic light to go red so that we could pass. Instead, a random person used me as a shield, and I got stabbed. Later, I woke up in a place that had the lushest forests and greenest pastures I've ever seen. I thought this was heaven, but this was the domain of the God of life. And... I was chose to be HIS apostle. So now, I have to fix ruined worldlines to make sure the maws don't wreak havoc and eat everything.

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?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.