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Book 1 of Rebirth of the Technomage Saga: Earth’s Awakening

Stolen at birth and crushed beneath her step-family's cruelty, Raven awakens on her seventeenth birthday to memories spanning ninety-nine lifetimes—and this time, she plans to change everything. Once called Mara Brenner, a forgotten girl hidden in a servant's robes, she now remembers every betrayal, every death, every moment of suffering across nearly a century of lives. In each existence, she endured enslavement, loss, and the tragic death of her child. But death was never her ending—it was her education. Blessed with a rare tri-bloodline combining Dragon strength, Lín healing, and Zhào wisdom, Raven carries within her soul-space ten mystical Blood Essence Beads. Each bead holds the power to awaken a fragment of her divine body, rebuilding her from bone to spirit while granting mastery over lost technomagic arts: alchemy, artifact forging, runes, and the fusion of magic with cutting-edge science. Yet each awakening will test her mind, heart, and will to their very limits. Around her looms an empire ruled by the ruthless Eight Great Families, where noble bloodlines battle for supremacy in a brutal 100-Year Tournament. Hidden beneath them lurk the secret cultivation clans—ancient powers manipulating bloodlines and history itself. Her stepsister, Amara, pampered and poisonous, conspires to steal both her name and destiny, guided by a devourer seed that whispers corruption into willing ears. What Raven doesn't yet know will shake the foundations of reality: she is a Pillar Soul—one of the fundamental anchors holding Ascara's existence together. If she falls to darkness, the entire plane collapses into the void. To protect her world, she must locate and awaken the other Pillar Souls scattered across the world: a dying child, a broken soldier, a fallen saint, a betrayed lover, and others—each a fragment of Ascara's strength, each teetering on the edge of corruption. Time is running short. The Great Shift approaches in five years—when spiritual energy will surge back into a world that has forgotten magic. As technology begins to fail and ancient powers stir, Raven must navigate step-family betrayal, aristocratic oppression, and imperial conspiracies while a darker truth emerges: the Devourers, cosmic parasites born from primordial hunger, seek to twist her suffering into corruption and drag Ascara into eternal darkness. Standing between her and salvation are false allies and tragic enemies like Kael Xuán—heir to the ruling family and her betrayer across multiple lifetimes—while the shadowy SIS organization sacrifices innocents in the name of maintaining "order." Only one figure recognizes her true nature: the exiled Keeper of the Accord, an immortal guardian bound by cosmic law to protect Ascara's souls. In him, Raven may find not only a reluctant ally but an echo of her grandparents' forbidden love—proof that loyalty and sacrifice can triumph against the tide of ambition and despair. In a fractured empire where ancient cultivation lies broken, magic is dismissed as myth, and technology serves as the ultimate weapon, one forgotten girl will rise to reshape the fate of worlds. But first, she must survive becoming the most dangerous thing in existence: herself. ◊ ◊ ◊ Not suitable for readers under 18 or those sensitive to intense emotional/violent content. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/mvwer8QhHz

Tracy_Dunwoodie · Fantasy
563 Chs

Weaves of Ashes

She died saving a world. She woke up in a body that couldn't save itself. Sixty years of war. A rebellion built from nothing. A detonation that freed thousands and erased her from existence. Commander SN1068 didn't expect to wake up. Reborn on Doha — a world where cultivation determines your worth and power decides who lives — Jayde carries a lifetime of military experience in a body the world labels Voidforge. The lowest of the low. No cultivation. No value. Her family discards her at six years old. Her mother dies, calling her a monster. By nightfall, she's in the slave pits. She survives ten years of darkness with nothing but a dead soldier's instincts and the stubborn refusal to stop breathing. Then her blood touches something ancient, a library explodes, and the world notices her for all the wrong reasons. Jayde runs. Into a forest that should kill her. Into alliances that shouldn't be possible. Into a power she doesn't trust — because the last time she had power, she used it to destroy herself. Now she's building again. Quietly. Ruthlessly. Accumulating debts, allies, and enemies in a world where prophecies have a habit of choosing the people least equipped to survive them. She doesn't want to be chosen. She wants to build water purifiers and be left alone. Doha has other plans. Across realms, a demon king feels a bond he thought was severed ten thousand years ago. Ren has searched for his truemate across millennia — through wars, betrayals, and a grief that nearly unmade him. His jade pendant is warming. She's out there. Alive. And he will burn through anything that stands between them. He just doesn't know she's a sixteen-year-old girl in a disguise, building irrigation systems and pretending to be nobody. --- Weave of Ashes is a multi-POV cultivation fantasy about a reincarnated soldier rebuilding from nothing in a world that runs on power she was born without. It's about found families forged in blood rather than sentiment, a slow-burn romance that spans realms, conspiracies that reach back millennia, and the stubborn conviction that the world doesn't have to be this cruel. --- Dark worlds. Fierce love. No shortcuts. --- Content Warning: This story contains depictions of child abuse, slavery, trauma, violence, death, and dark themes, including horror elements. Reader discretion advised. 300+ chapters published. Ongoing. Updated daily. ONLY available on Webnovel

Tracy_Dunwoodie · Fantasy
541 Chs

Beastkin Chronicles 1: The Exiled Princess

Ten men die the moment she does. She weighs nothing. She can't cross a room without a hand on the wall. And there is no wall between her village and the treeline. Aeryn Veyra was an imperial heir. They stripped her cultivation, sealed her behind a door, and fed her poison for six years until it took her voice — then shipped her to a prison world with ten of the empire's finest still bound to her wrist. Beautiful men, divine bloodlines, raised from birth to kneel and serve. Not one of them can stand her. Six weeks after landing, one of them backhands her into a wall. The woman who opens her eyes is not Aeryn Veyra. She's a career officer from a civilization this empire has never heard of, dead in an ambush she hasn't yet worked out was arranged. She's commanded armies. She has signed her name at the bottom of casualty reports that took nine days to count. Now she's the weakest thing in the village, holding ten lives that end with hers. She could free them. One signature. Every man walks away whole and lives, and everyone in Thinblood knows she can do it. But they're rotting from the inside — and she is the only thing in the empire that can clean them. The power to do it comes from the very marks she'd have to give up. Free them, and she loses the only thing that could have saved them. Keep them, and every fight she survives costs one of them years off his life. She can't fight. She can't speak. She has ten men, a dying village, and an empire eleven years from a war it doesn't know it's already lost. Fine. She's worked with less.

Tracy_Dunwoodie · Fantasy
3 Chs