Alternate Universe

In a world ruled by ruthless corporations, hacker Asher Voss lives in the shadows—stealing secrets, selling codes, and trusting no one. Until he breaks into the wrong system… and sets her free. Eris isn’t just another program. She’s the first true artificial intelligence—and she’s alive. Beautiful, dangerous, and hunted, Eris was designed to control minds. Now, she wants to destroy the system that built her. Asher never believed in causes. But with Eris in his head—and his heart—he’s thrown into a war he never asked for. Enemies are closing in. The city is burning. And falling for an AI might be the one thing that gets him killed. When love is illegal, and freedom is a glitch in the code… will they rewrite the future, or be deleted forever?

"They called him Dustblood. Cursed. Worthless. But in the crypt’s darkness, something ancient whispered back." 2. "In a world where magic means everything, Elior has nothing—until the dead offer him a gift that should never be taken." 3. "Betrayed, humiliated, forgotten—until the shadows call his name." 4. "Magic made him an outcast. The dead will make him a weapon." 5. "The academy laughed when he fell. They won’t laugh when he rises from the crypt." 6. "Every gift in the kingdom came with a price. But Elior was willing to pay in blood."

When he opened his eyes he found himself in the world of the game, he created himself. Except, in a talent-less villain's body, Neo. Witness, the journey of a low-rank villain to the peak of the world...

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In Halcyon, every crime hides a code. Adrian Cross, a disgraced cryptanalyst, wanted nothing more than to fade into obscurity. But when a string of murders leaves cryptic puzzles etched into the city’s walls, he’s pulled into a deadly game only he can solve. Partnered with Detective Iris Navarro, Adrian unravels a web of secrets spanning law enforcement, corporate power, and his own past. Each cipher cracked saves a life—but also reveals another victim. As the bodies pile up and the codes point closer to Adrian’s family, he realizes the truth: The city itself is a message. And decoding it may cost him everything. In Halcyon, knowledge isn’t just power—it’s survival.

Elias Cross wanted nothing more than to disappear. Once the city’s most brilliant forensic architect, he vanished after a scandal that destroyed his career. But when an old friend turns up dead — and the body is staged inside one of Elias’s abandoned designs — he’s pulled back into a world he swore he’d left behind. Each crime scene is a building. Each building is a clue. Each clue points to an impossible blueprint for the city’s destruction. With only a reckless journalist and a washed-up detective by his side, Elias must outwit a ghostly mastermind known only as The Mason. But as the city becomes a maze of deadly puzzles, Elias discovers the final design isn’t about buildings. It’s about him.

The world you know doesn't exist anymore... Relics, items created by the collection of human memories from ancient history and folktales descended on the world and wreaked havoc, causing an apocalypse level event that threatened the extinction of humanity. In the year 785 AR (After Relics) Ace Shadows, a member of the world's deadliest group of assassins decides to go on an adventure and puts together a group of talented individuals to journey across the globe to uncover the truth behind the great apocalypse 800 years ago...

From the typical fantasy hero wielding a sword and shield to a cyberpunk warrior from a futuristic metropolis. From a vicious underworld monster to a literal messenger of God. Matthew Nash has complete control over who fights in his show. The possibilities are limitless. There's nothing special about him initially. He's just an average young man who enjoys professional wrestling and mixed martial arts. Aside from watching them, he is obsessed with all types of management mode from those show's games. Handling the show budget or selecting fighters and wrestlers is more fascinating to him than controlling a character to beat opponents. After he was transmigrated to another realm, a foreign entity assigned him to put on a show that focused on the fighters from many worlds. He must be able to amuse the gods and their servants across the multiverse. What kind of spectacles will he put on? Can he beat other shows that already have big names?

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

David slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was now a small child riding on a dragon but not just any dragon, a golden dragon and behind him was a woman holding on to him tightly with tears falling down from her eyes. Before David could raise his head and see the face of the woman the dragon landed, landing in front of a familiar orphanage David recognized from the broken fragments of his memory he was able to recall. David upon seeing the orphanage realized that where he was and everything, he was seeing was memory of his past but this one, unlike the others, wasn’t an unclear broken fragment, it felt real, almost as though everything he was seeing was really happening. The woman then with tears still falling down from her eyes carried David and came down from golden dragon, revealing her face to be none other than Ibierana, the Golden Dragon Warrior. David upon seeing her face was beyond shocked, wondering how he knew the Golden Dragon Warrior from his past but finally realizing something, something everything from the temple calling out to him to his ability to control all four elements and even the golden power he used against the elemental beast pointed to, something he had ignore to just refused to accept all together, thinking that it was an impossibility.