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In the wake of a devastating plague that claimed the lives of 95% of Umbravale's inhabitants, Kieran Nyxshade returns from his grandmother's house to a city in ruins, his parents among the casualties. At 17, the time has come for Kieran to awaken his magical powers, but instead of a blessing, he is bestowed with a cursed ability—the power of a Revenant. Haunted by loss and fueled by a desire for justice, Kieran discovers the orchestrator of the mysterious plague. Determined to vanquish the restless souls and confront the cruel princes of Valorthorn Kingdom, he embarks on a journey where alliances are fragile, and the line between darkness and heroism blurs. Can Kieran harness his newfound power to reshape the fate of Varidianth Kingdom, or will the shadows consume him in his quest for vengeance?

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

Project E or in order the project A, B, and, C. These three are the special projects built by an organization back in the early days. Their soldiers called Swordsmens or Swordswomens are deployed in every specific area called Lands, City, and Village. This area has massive walls and massive trees outside of it as they're getting guarded by men with weapons well trained and some are still undiscovered.

In the heart of an Old World that has been filled to the brim with unimaginable horrors, one of humanity's final forces has founded itself. Yet, the glory days are long gone. With only the guidance of those who have come before them, the Purebloods- as they have chosen to call themselves- seek only the destruction of the creatures that have wreaked havoc on their world. It is in these times of unending disease and battle, that the hardest of choices must be made. The fate of this parallel realm rests in the palms of those from beyond its walls. Those, with nowhere else to call home.

"From powerless dropout to god-slayer—power demands sacrifice." Kael Thorne has spent his life as nothing in a world where magic is everything. Expelled from Argentum Academy, mocked by those born with power, invisible in a society that measures worth by magical ability alone. When his estranged grandmother dies, she leaves him a tarnished locket, he remembers her wearing obsessively, whispering to it like a confidante or a curse. Everything changes the night Kael opens the Locket. The locket grants him the impossible, the power to devour others' magical abilities and make them his own. For the first time, Kael tastes what he's been denied. But every theft leaves a trail, every stolen power whispers in his mind, and black veins crawl across his skin like corruption taking root. As the Mage Council hunts him and his victims demand vengeance, Kael uncovers a horrifying truth: his grandmother was the legendary Phantom Thief who massacred seventeen mages decades ago. The locket imprisons an ancient entity called the Devourer—and Kael was born powerless because it drained his magic in the womb, making him the perfect vessel. The entity is waking, fed by every ability Kael steals. He faces an impossible choice: destroy himself to stop it, or embrace what he's becoming. Kael chooses power. He absorbs the Devourer completely, transforming into something beyond human—a dark god who hunts the magical elite and reshapes the world in his image. The Council's gods had their reign. Now Kael will devour them all. In a world built on stolen power, he'll take everything.

What happens when a supernatural being escape from the hell prison into the mortal world? Will our main protagonist be able to capture it again? Will he be able to do it? One of the angelic beings and leaders to supervise all being in the universe, had the task of imprisoning the criminal and returning it to hell. But, it was impossible for a powerful angelic being to appear in the world due to the restrictions of power. So, he can only be reborn as a mortal. Following him was his twin and their pets but in the mortal world, the twins were separated with no memory as formal angels nor power. As for their pets, they can go and return between dimensions. Yet, as if the universe itself pity the mortal world, it gives birth to a powerful group of abilities with a medium to help the twins fight the hell criminal. But, to balance the world, under the hell criminal control, a human with dark abilities also appear. After 500 years... "Remember, Kairi. You're my brother. Although we're not blood-related, I have every right to protect you." - Rafiz "WE WELCOME OUR MASTER OF STELLARS!" - Pegasus Spirit. "I thought I have killed all the Knight Seeyer but... Clearly, I left one more..." - Dark Ries. "We have to take him to Syarantonia." - Agi "Oh star who is my slave... Destroy all obstacles that obscure my path! - Kairi "Searched for that boy. Do not let him live!" - Dark Revier "I think... I might have fallen in love with him. But, he is not an ordinary man." - Aries

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

In a world destroyed by the apocalyptic event of Armageddon ,the celestial forces of Heaven and Hell clash. Twins Noah and Norah find themselves thrust into a relentless battle for survival. As Earth becomes a battleground, demons and angels strike deals with desperate humans, offering power in exchange for inhabiting their bodies. With societies shattered and lawless factions fighting for control, the remnants of humanity grapple for resources in the chaos. The twins navigate a treacherous landscape, facing superhuman battles and grappling with alliances in a bid to survive the ravages of a world torn apart by the epic conflict between heavenly beings

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

Earth Is In Trouble But With The System, Escape Earth, Make A Comeback. Earth is suddenly hit by an earthquake effectively eliminating a large percentage of the human population. Entering the Era of Apocalypse. The Void-Hell caused everything to mutate, superhuman's & transcendence, mythical beasts, primordial herbs, divine artifacts. The millennium surge - Nephilims, Fallen Angelous. Abyssal Abaddons, the harvesters of planet, Behemoth that spreads corruption. The mysterious "Watcher" that watches the world's fate. To Defend earth and eliminate these Overpowered Monsters. The Spirit System teleported Manasi Shalom Into a superior planet and brought advanced technology and spellbooks. Humanities protector - the Judges and Seers. Manasi Shalom's two adapted adorable daughters are all dangerous.