Prince of Nightmares: Banished to Hell With a System
After being cast to the depths of hell just for being born 'wrong,' Lokus was beaten down and trampled upon in its unforgiving lands, where power was everything. And for someone with no power like him? He was stuck at the bottom of the food chain. But his heart burned with a vengeance and a desire to show the world just how big of a mistake it had made in pushing him aside, to make those who had cast him down regret that they had ever looked down upon him. Amidst his suffering, the Phantom Monarch System answered his call for vengeance. Now armed with the opportunity to tear down those who stood above him, he begins his ascent to the top of the world, to cast down the ones who have thrown him away and make them rue the day they had ever thought themselves his betters. His so-called parents? He would show them what it meant to be worthless. The man who had banished him? Lokus would crush him under a torrent of ice. Those who had shunned him, scorned him, hated him? He would repay their hatred back tenfold. During his crusade, the words of a prophecy loom to his back all the while, its words haunting and its fulfillment fast approaching. "Dread thrice-shunned's rise heralds death. Broken kingdoms, shattered bonds, Reducing the waning light to but a distant whisper. Under sin, the daughter births a kindred spirit Tolling the war of void and stars for power nearest. Sinful winter shall clash with righteous sand, Inching towards an eclipse. Death heralds the end, the end heralds the beyond." ........ Readers will learn about the world as Lokus does. However, if you have questions and I deem them okay to answer without spoiling anything, I'll be more than happy to reply. Otherwise, you'll have to wait for Lokus to learn about them. The power system is inspired by both cultivation novels and rpgs, and the world itself by several fantasy books I loved growing up. If you like gritty scenes, systems, no harems, and struggles between good and evil, this might be the story for you.
I'm At Soup
Her eyes, which had previously been burned beyond recognition, had healed thanks to the constant influx of life force from her Phylactery, and now exuded a baleful red light that seemed to pierce the soul and allow the nightmares of reality to seep in.
The pupils had shrunk, and in this new space, three new ones appeared around them in each eye, two above and to the sides and one directly below in an inverted triangle shape.
It took but a flicker of those pupils for the shadows of the guards to suddenly break into countless pieces, something that should have been completely impossible. And once their shadows had dissipated, the guards had stiffened up like corpses, the only sign that they were still alive being the fright in their paralyzed eyes.
Two of the new pupils faded in each of Sakari's eyes, followed shortly after by the third as her pupils dilated. Once they did, her eyelids drooped and her head fell limp.