Novels by SKRACPP

Stories are living things.They grow in the dark, in the quiet corners of the mind, shaped by every heartbeat that aches for meaning. This book began with a single spark, a question of what happens when love, war, heritage, and destiny collide, and it grew into a world woven with magic, bloodlines, betrayal, and unbreakable devotion.From Snake, whose soul carried a thousand scars yet never ceased to protect the people he loved…To Evilside, who wandered through grief only to rebuild herself into a force that could change ages…To Dendra, whose rage, loyalty, humor, and stubborn heart turned him from a reckless god into one worthy of love and legacy…And to every liroid, goddess, child, and fallen house in between, this story became larger than any one character.It became an entire world surviving its own history.In these pages, gods fought and fell, families shattered and healed, lovers challenged fate, and a broken realm found a second chance, a chance called Second. Yet even vict

THE WORLD AFTER TANSecond, the city built on the ashes of Tan’s old kingdom rose in gold and vine, carved with liroid runes and god-blood symbols. It was a city of rebirth, discipline, and fierce law. Snake, crowned as king, ruled with Aria beside him, once Tan’s daughter, now the Serpent Queen.Dendra and Evilside governed from Dren, reshaping the divine court with newer, leaner laws. No more endless cycles of vengeance.No more “old god privileges.”No more chains on power or purpose.For the first time in centuries, the world breathed.THE SIX CHILDREN OF SNAKESnake and Aria’s six children were, according to Dragon, “the greatest natural disaster since the fall of Mogro.”RiotThe eldest, proud and reckless. Had inherited Snake’s venomous tongue, Aria’s temper, and Doom’s terrifying stare.Rena and Reni (the twins)Tricksters. Could confuse entire battalions. No one knew who was who. Not even Snake.FoeA silent child who could paralyze a grown liroid with one look. Glass swore F

The Founding Laws of the New EmpireWhen Snake was crowned, the valley fell silent as he stepped onto the obsidian dais.He raised his serpent-twined staff, crafted by Rebellion and blessed by Cirax, and spoke:“No empire stands on blood alone. We will build this one on balance.”Thus began the Laws of Second:Liroid PrinciplesHonor before fear.Family before power.Every child, liroid or mortal, was protected by sacred decree.Any god or liroid who raised arms unjustly would face the Circle of Roots.Mogro PrinciplesSnake kept the good mogro laws:Equal justice regardless of race or bloodline.Trial by truth stone.Mercy granted to the repentant.New LawsThen Snake added his own:No throne may be taken by force again, only chosen by the Council.Sons and daughters of Tan may never claim dominion over any realm.A king must have advisors from all three worlds: liroid, god, and mortal.The Goddess Evilside has full authority over the realms of death, rebirth, and balance.Dendra has

The Condition: “Snake must marry first.”Evilside crossed her arms, staring down Dendra, Cirax, and half the gods.“Unless my son is married…or at least betrothed…I’m not taking a single wedding step.”Dendra nearly fainted.“EYELA, PLEASE.”“No. Snake must marry. Otherwise, your harem will riot.”Cirax smirked.“Well, she’s right.”Snake rubbed his eyes.“I literally just came back from death….Can I breathe?”“No,” Evilside and Dendra said at the same time. Dendra bullying Snake into courting Aria.Dendra grabbed Snake by the collar.“Listen here…if I do not get my wedding, I will hang you and Aria from the same tree for delaying me.”Snake shoved him off.“WHAT DID I DO?!”“You exist,” Dendra growled.“And your mother refuses to wed me unless you’re off the market.”Snake groaned.“I hate this family.”Dragon patted him on the back.“Love, my friend. This is love.” Snake meets Aria and regrets everything.Aria was sharpening her blade when Snake approached.She didn’t look up.“Yo

The City of Second stood quiet again, not with fear this time, but with solemn respect.The gods gathered around the pyres erected at the far edge of the valley, where the flames burned blue and gold: the colors of endings.Tan’s wives, children, and favored kin, those who had stood with him in cruelty and refused peace, were laid upon separate platforms.Even the gods who had killed them now stood beside the bodies, silent, heads bowed.Day was the first to speak.“Death is not punishment,” she said.“It is a return. May their souls heal beyond the veil.”Harp stepped forward next, plucking one sorrowful note on his celestial lyre.The sound echoed across the valley, vibrating through every bone, stirring memories and regrets.Delia approached Tan and Felt’s joined bodies.She placed a single flower, the silver bloom of Dren, symbol of release, upon Felt’s chest.“Sister,” she whispered, “at last your suffering is over.”Then she looked at Tan.“You could have chosen love. But now yo

The battlefield was quiet.Too quiet.Only the faint echo of Tan’s last scream drifted through the air, dissolving into ash alongside the tyrant god who had ruled through fear for centuries.Gods and Liroids alike stood frozen, staring at the crater where Tan once stood.Then a soft voice broke the silence.Felt Tan’s First Wife Walks ForwardFelt, mother of Iswa, Tan’s first wife, and the woman who suffered the worst of his cruelty, stepped toward the fallen body of her former husband.Her steps were slow, steady.Unburdened.She lowered herself beside the corpse and gently touched his cold cheek.Her voice was soft as a dying breeze:“Thank you… for finally giving him peace.”She leaned down and kissed his forehead.“Now I can rest too.”Without another word, she lifted Tan’s sword, the symbol of his pride, his cruelty, his legacy.In one graceful motion…She plunged the blade into her own chest.Gasps erupted everywhere.Felt fell forward, collapsing on Tan’s chest, her lifeless bo

It began peacefully.Too peacefully.Sky sat in the courtyard of Rage’s home, reading a children’s book aloud to Flame and Fury, who adored him far too much. Passion sat beside him, pretending not to stare at Sky’s face while pretending to read her own scroll.Then the messenger arrived.A sealed letter.Dragon’s seal.Passion stiffened immediately. “Do not open that.”“Let me open it.”Sky smiled, naïve as always. “It’s just a letter, little one.”Passion grabbed his wrist. “My father does NOT send ‘just letters.’If you open it…you’ll regret…”Too late.Sky broke the seal.FWSSHHH!!!A thousand shimmering silver pins exploded from the parchment and latched onto Sky’s skin like eager bees.He shrieked.Flame and Fury screamed in delight.Passion facepalmed.Then,The parchment glowed.Dragon’s voice thundered through the letters, deep and horrifying like a vengeful god:“I. AM. WATCHING. YOU.”Sky froze.Even his freckles seemed to turn white.Passion sighed and muttered, “He even us

The Isle of Darkness was usually calm in the mornings.Not today.A rumbling boom echoed across the courtyard.Dragon froze mid-sword-swing.Snake turned sharply.Flavor’s concubines ducked behind pillars.Dream grinned like a demon. “Ah. She is here.”Rage stomped through the gates like a crimson thunderstorm.Hair flying.Eyes blazing.Aura crackling like a wrathful goddess.She pointed at Snake. “I want to see how you’re training these children I keep hearing about.”Snake blinked.Dragon groaned.DRAGON: A MAN WHO JUST REALIZED THE WORLD IS ENDINGDragon: “Rage… who’s with the children?”She shrugged. “Sky.”Dragon dropped his sword so fast it clanged across the marble. “SKY? As in… Cirax? As in…PASSION IS THERE!”Rage blinked innocently. “Well, yes. Passion likes him.”Snake choked. “SHE IS TWELVE!”Dragon started pacing like a madman. “Sky doesn’t know! Sky doesn’t THINK! He’s a Cirax! He smiles at people, and they fall in love!”Dream dropped from the ceiling to join in the ch

Serpent Liroid’s training began at dawn.And immediately went downhill.The boy followed Snake everywhere.Everywhere.If Snake walked, Serpent walked behind him.If Snake stopped, Serpent stopped.If Snake breathed, Serpent studied the rhythm like scripture.Dragon nearly died laughing. “He even copies how you fold your arms. Look!”Sure enough, the boy folded his arms in the same angle, same posture.Snake glared. “Stop copying me.”Serpent Liroid froze. “Yes, Master Snake! I will stop copying you!”Snake: “You just copied how I said that.”Serpent:“…oh.”Dream teleported onto a pillar above them. “He’s adorable. Can we keep him?”Snake: “NO.”THE HARSH TRAINING BEGINSSnake snapped his fingers.A training ground of obsidian towers rose from the earth.Snake: “Climb.”Serpent Liroid gulped. “It’s… It’s tall.”Snake: “Then climb faster.”Snake was merciless.He made the boy run, crawl, strike, dodge, hold his breath underwater, control his aura, and balance three blades on his forea

The Isle of Darkness woke violently.Not with the usual chants of the priestesses, but with a BOOM so powerful it shook the moon-pools and rattled the obsidian towers.Dragon sat up in his chambers. “That better not be Dream.”Another explosion. “…It’s Dream.”Across the courtyard, Divine Guards sprinted in circles, smoke rising from the Hall of Discipline.Snake stepped out of his room, rubbing his temples. “It’s too early for this.”Frost, already in healer robes, waved a glowing staff. “GREED LIROID HAS ARRIVED!”Which explained everything.THE TRAINING ARENA: A COMPLETE WARZONEThe Divine Training Arena looked like a battlefield.Statues melted.A fountain screamed.Two divine apprentices were stuck to the ceiling by golden webbing.A tree was on fire, underwater.Dream stood in the middle, laughing like a madman. “I LIKE THIS BOY!”Greed Liroid, short, sharp-eyed, glowing with uncontrollable power, stood proudly on a shattered platform. “That was a warm-up. Do you want to see my

Night in the Divine Court did not truly fall; it gathered.Shadows thickened like velvet.The pillars hummed with low, ancient resonance.The silver torches burned with cold fire, casting no warmth.Flavor dismissed the court with a lazy wave of his fingers. The concubines drifted away like scented phantoms, Forbidden vanished to torment Frost, and the hall quieted until only three remained:Flavor.Snake.Dragon.Flavor leaned back on his throne of interwoven light and dark.Flavor: “A message reached the Isle. A new student finished the Academy:Greed Liroid. He is to join my Divine Guild.”Dragon smirked immediately. “Greed? Another Liroid with one of our ridiculous names.”He elbowed Snake. “Careful, brother. Soon, someone will name their child Serpent Liroid and claim your title.”Snake gave him a flat, unimpressed stare. “I am the only serpent the Liroids need.”Dragon raised both hands in surrender. “If you say so. I’m merely saying history repeats itself…especially stupid name

The sea was black that night.Not shadowed.Not dim.Black, as though someone had killed the sky and drowned its corpse beneath the waves.No stars.No moon.Only the whisper of the surf like dying prayers.The Isle of Darkness rose slowly from the void, cliffs ribbed with violet fire, the ancient veins of primordial power that only Evilside’s bloodline could tame. Towers jutted from the stone like the ribs of a fallen celestial titan. And above it all, drifting like a crown of ghosts, the faint song of the Divine Liroids shimmered across the air.Even Dragon, whose tongue rarely knew silence, stood wordless.A sound that old commanded it.Flavor touched Snake’s arm lightly, voice unusually gentle. “You need rest. This isle eats the weary.”He led them through the Gates of Carved Moonlight, pale doors that shimmered with runes older than Tan’s oldest conquest. The corridor beyond was lined with towering statues of the First Divine Liroids, faces impossibly beautiful, carved with preci