When I opened my consciousness, my whole being filled the whole universe itself. It was coiling under my hands. Existence as fragile as slipping sand. Its like painting, writing a book, or just making a video game, but easier. I am the cause and effect because I create the trillions of organism as they rise to power. One in three planets have life? Sounds interesting. The spiritual plane? Interesting. Reincarnation? Maybe. Everything was a creation of my imagination because it only took a though to create. Deities and guardians are little puppets under my fingers. Trillions arise within my hands like little sand grains. Magic and technology are at war, and I can see the little sparkles around space exploding. Magic systems yeah its all created within my mind space. Characters. How traumatized they are but yet I love how they grow with more power and different ambitions. This world is so rich thanks to them. Oh, there is an evil character, how interesting. This universe makes me feel like going inside of it and saying hello. Wait I can do that! ''Who are you!" ''I am the universe the father of your fathers!" I exclaim, as my eyes can crack the delicate spirits and my mouth can eat galaxies. This magical book is just the very beginning because there is much more within this universe. Join us to feel what is like to be the universe itself!
Rayburn was an orphan and an outcast in his village. He worked the jobs that no one else wanted to do. He has been called a cursed child for as long as he remembered. Then one day he gets a note that might change his whole life but something unexpected happens. Here is the new discord server for you all you come and discuss. https://discord.gg/hvRqxxw43y
Seventeen years following the ravages of a war that created three bitter generations, a fragile peace dithers at the brink. Like a woven cloth, a web of alliances, treaties, and secrets uphold the delicate balance between two great powers: The ancient empire of the Elemeri, whose outstretched arms guard jealously the coastline of the known world. And the Holy See, an amalgamation of squabbling fiefdoms, duchies and papal lands in whose chaotic existence answers to no one ruler, save a single uncaring god. In such a world Lindel, the son of heroes, has been made a captain of the Palatine Guards. What appears a most envious post at first is a death trap for those caught unprepared, and he knows this best. For to be a guardian to the children of ancient kings is to walk a delicate tightrope. Together with a band of misfits and raw recruits, he must navigate the uneasy and shifting alliances between senators, generals, and less savoury characters. If not for the fragile peace, the life work of his father, then for his self-preservation, he must seek to preserve a status quo that he does not trust. For in the Empire, pieces of parchment and handshakes are all that stands between peace, and total war. Like cloth, such things are delicate. They can be cut and broken. Forever.
This story revolves around Eun ae (Xien) A bandit leader who's building her power during the fall of the Han. Hiding her gender as she's going to fight for the imperial throne, power is all a woman need, the world might as well bend the knee, all shall know my name!
If you're here for a romance novel, this isn't going to be one. The main lead is a female, that's all. The main characters are loosely based off of me and my friends. The world has barely recovered from the disaster of the volcanoes, even after a century. To an average citizen, Sans Nom Mountain City is a relatively peaceful place, even with the annual gang fights. But deep below the surface, trouble is stirring, and it may not be long before the entire country is thrown into war. Well, that's grim dramaticness I suppose. Kinda funny, but I'm writing a story full of the two things I hate most, war and politics. Anyway, two things. One, I hope you enjoy the story. Two, I'm sorry about how sporadic the updates will be. While pieces of the early "chapters" were already written, most isn't. The original writing never made it to the end of the first chapter, much less to the end of the book. I'm also really bad with names and titles, so please bear with me on this. I didn't like the pink cover the system automatically gives, so I decided to make a temporary cover from one of my drawings. You can find the original one my DeviantArt account: NarwhalSyrena
After an unexpected disaster during a routine expedition, a band of soldiers set out on a journey across a continent that teeters on the brink of industrial revolution, to correct the wrongs of history and prevent world war. But the past never dies, and they soon learn that the greatest enemy in this new world is themselves.
Laquadia's only dream was to wake up every morning hugging the woman he had promised to spend the rest of his life with. Unfortunately, such a dream was meant to be forgotten. As the heir to the throne, Laquadia's destiny was set as stone from the first day he was born. His destiny, you ask? The destiny to make his nation proud and it was his duty to murder anyone who dared to sully the reputation of his beloved homeland. But, one day, he had to choose between the woman he loved and the nation he sworn to die for. Wanting to change the course of destiny, he gambled everything and chose a different path. The next morning he woke up, he lost both of them. Started: 02-18-21 Status: Ongoing
Two days before his 10th birthday, Prince Claus Dayan of the Kingdom of Illmatria finds himself haunted by memories of a long-gone civilization. As an army of Demons threaten to wipe out human civilization once more, Claus decides to make use of his newfound knowledge to save humanity once and for all. Thus, he makes his way to the nearly forgotten frontline of humanity's struggle: the Black Mountain. But is that really all?