Mc named Astra is brought to another world. She spends years there and sharpens her skills there. She kills both Demon Lord and Hero and gains the hero’s system and is transported back to her world only to find that she has to survive against an apocalyptic event happening there. Find out how she will survive.( For all people expecting this to be a sword using Mc then I’m sorry)
the future marquise is unfairly prosecuted by her fiancé the prince and was going to be sentenced to a life of slavery if it were not for a shy young nobleman who asked for mercy, which as a twist of fate they accepted his mercy sending him and her as spouses to administer a ruined land on the borders of the kingdom.
Having awakened within a forest with little to no memories of her past and being left with the sole task of surviving…what will Kaltyr do? ----------------------------------- If when you're reading this there are only 49 chapters, then for all intents and purposes it's completed. The first 49 chapters are just a prologue, giving a long (135,000+ words) introduction to the main character, the power system, and how she obtained her powers--all within the forest she awoke within. You will not learn why the novel has its name. There are only 5 characters, 1 of which is the MC and only another of which is recurring for a time. I do have plans for future books of the series, but they aren't getting written for a long time because this was just a side project to practice the basics of storytelling and whatnot. I will instead be working on my real projects. This is a slow story that doesn't pander to the audience, but I hope you enjoy it, nonetheless.
Mages started exploring the universe, capturing for mana rich worlds. Those that ruled worlds became Worlder Mages. Alex Tercob a first-generation mage, had no means to become a Worlder. But as fate would have it, he is entrusted with becoming a World Manager - helping Gods keep their planets.
A loosely connected series of tales told about, or by, Wanderers. What is a Wanderer, you ask? Depending on who you ask, they’re either aberrations to be pitied or enviable existences with great power. But putting aside such meaningless lamentations, all a Wanderer means is a person who actively hops across dimensions and through the foliation of reality. Spacetime poses little barrier, so forget about using any old lock on that door if you want to keep them out. Even still, these fellows are but imperfect existences. These tales are of their lives and deaths, their loves and heartbreaks, their joys and sorrows. The atrocities and chaos left in their wake, the acts of benevolence and philanthropy. But most of all, these are tales imperfect, vaguely human existences.