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“Congratulations, you have just been admitted. Welcome to All Supernaturals College!” —— Medusa has always lived life on her own terms, but when she's suddenly transported to a magical realm, she finds herself facing challenges she never could have imagined. As she adjusts to life at All Supernatural's world of magical schools, she finds herself entangled in a difficult love trial. The magical realm is filled with danger and intrigue, and Medusa must use all her wit and cunning to gain alliances and fight off challenges that threaten to tear her world apart. —— Follow me on Instagram; @_Heesha_TA Discord; @HeeSha_TA #7559

En 2026, la emoción está prohibida y el trauma se ha convertido en un arma. Elian Vane desciende al Archivo, una dimensión hostil alimentada por el sufrimiento humano. Para encontrar a su madre desaparecida, debe arriesgar su propia cordura. Cada secreto que descubre lo acerca a la verdad y lo aleja de su humanidad. En una realidad que borra a los rotos, la supervivencia podría ser su única resistencia contra un sistema corrupto. I am the author of this story and I am also publishing it on Royal Road under the username "Vantt".

When Earth was suddenly wrapped by a colossal root known as the World Tree, humanity discovered a brutal fantasy realm hidden inside—complete quests, stats and deadly trials. Few failed and returned back to earth. Fewer survived it and proceeded. Ahrie Von Creed, One of the strongest trainees in terms of combat ability ever recorded in history, enters the World Tree ready to blaze through his trial… Unfortunately, his assigned Ent was out on a coffee break. By the time the Ent returns, the trial is nearly over—Ahrie is casually patching himself up with first aid. The Ent blinked at the scene. “Ohhh, Support!” the Ent said, marking it down without a second thought. Potential Skill Progression: Support Skill Unlocked: [P.A.I.N.] – Physical Aid Initiated by Neutralization A high-impact healing skill. The stronger the hit, the faster you recover. “You're a healer?” “Yup.” Ahrie cracked his knuckles. “Stay still.” “WAIT, WHA—” “Activating [P.A.I.N.] — Physical Aid Initiated by Neutralization.” “...That doesn't sound like healing—” SMACK! “...HUH?!” “I—I’m healed?!” He’s not holy He’s not gentle. But he will keep you alive— If you can survive the treatment.

"A monster, an ice cold heart, an abomination...." He stared right into my soul as my eyes filled with unshed tears. "You are all this Medusa.." he whispered in my ear, his lips tracing it's outline. "....and so am I." my eyes snapped to his in surprise. "But then you are so much more babygirl." _________ "He was the light to my darkness, the calm to my evil. He was my god and I was his...since the moment his aurum eyes clashed with my lilacs... I belonged to him." -Commander general of Rogues, Medusa

"Strip" Medusa's breath hitched on hearing his command, she could have argued but it had no room for discussion. She took off the face-covering scarf, her fingers trembled as she bend to slowly slide off her long pink skirt then took off her panties. Her thighs were coated with arousal which dripped down as she stood up parting her long silver hair to a side, arching her back to take off the bralette. Medusa was all naked infront of him, her clothes lying at his feet when she peered at him through her eyelashes. Her thighs clenching on seeing him drinking her with a wild animalistic lust in his eyes which had darkened as his pupils dilated. "Rhy-" "On the bed, face down, ass up." Medusa gasped softly when he took off his long coat throwing it down along with her clothes. "NOW" she didn't need to hear anything after that as she scrambled on the bed getting on all fours arching her back and raising her ass for him. She put her head down turning to a side watching him taking off his belt, her cheeks burning crimson at the exposing position her body was in. She was completely bare to him, her body all for him to do as he wished, to play it like an instrument for himself. All ready for his punishments. "Keep your hands at the back" The bed dipped behind her as he settled on bed. He held both her wrists binding them together with a leather cloth..the rough belt he had taken off. Her heavy breathing was only sound that could be heard and his intense gaze on her was the only thing she could focus on. Minutes passes when he didn't touched Medusa making her squirm. A loud smack upon her butt made her yelp in surprise which soon turned into a wanton moan. His hands massaged her ass digging his fingers as his large calloused palms gently gave them a squeeze. "You will listen to me little girl." His lips traced her earshell whispering it to her.

8 chaotic premonitory dreams take our protagonist through a life of hell, where he fights to stop the constant feeling of impending doom that lurks over him. But after he gets through the real life occurrences that followed him after his dreams, a more dreadful task awaits, to take our protagonist through secret worlds, secret memories, and secrets all around him, until HE, appears. The voice in our hero's head, the shadow, the black, shapeless monster, that can't leave him alone, as HE hasn't left our hero alone, since childhood. Secret cults, fantastic occurrences, psychological trauma that evolves into impossible events, all, to help the hero, not try, to kill him, as he thinks. And then there's HIM.

After facing an embarrassing public rejection, Skye Heath had to pick up the pieces of what was left of her life without having to depend on her ruthless ex for survival. She was fueled by revenge and the burning desire to find out the truth about her parent's mysterious death. In the fortunate turn of events, she finds comfort in the arms of Ash Walter, her ex's boss who was willing to help her get revenge for the emotional damage she was put through all in an attempt to win her over, but Skye was hellbent on not falling in love again after the heartbreak she went through. With the law on their side and power in their hands, the two set out on a journey that not only brought them closer, but also ignited a spark between them, a spark strong enough to melt the walls around Skye's heart.

My birth was never meant to be. Some call me a mistake. Others call me a prophecy. But my blood tells a different story. In my previous life, I was no one— A man with an empty existence, forgotten by the world. No one respected me. No one greeted me with warmth. I was invisible, a shadow passing through life, unnoticed and unwanted. When I died, I thought it was the end. But in that exact moment, my death changed two fates. One was mine. The other… belonged to an ancient being from mythology—Medusa. Once, she was doomed—a cursed Gorgon, betrayed, hunted, and fated to fall. In countless timelines, in countless myths, she was slain. But in this timeline, something changed. Perseus did not kill Medusa. She ascended—not as a monster, not as a victim, But as a Queen. And I… I was reborn as her son. Now, I am hunted by gods who see me as a mistake that must be corrected. Despised by mortals who whisper my name as an omen of misfortune. Rejected by a world that never wanted me to exist. Because I am something that should not be. A fracture in fate. A living contradiction. A walking defiance of the gods’ will. To Olympus, I am an error. A flaw in the great design. And so, they seek to erase me. To wipe me from history, to crush me before I can claim a place in their world. But this time, I refuse to disappear.

Kisah tentang perjuangan tiap tokoh menghadapi trauma masa lalunya masing masing. Setiap manusia punya caranya sendiri untuk membentuk topeng dan cangkang yang melindungi dirinya dari rasa sakit dan luka. Namun hanya beberapa manusia saja yang mampu menemukan obat untuk untuk penyakitnya sendiri. LIFE IS STRUGGLE

Medusa was a woman who had come to this world to rule and conquer but seen to be among the smallest and weakest ,as the snakes were not allowed to rule made it hard for her amd after her dear she came back to take over fully this time with force . will she succeed or be killed again?