Dark Sage

My name is Seraph. In a world that is filled with magic, science and arts of unbelievable kinds, I'm relatively ordinary. But then I met them. A group of assassins that work the machines of the world behind closed curtains. And the most striking is their leader, the woman which is the greatest mystery in the world. Though to the world we are all dead, each of us has a story of their own. I wonder if I can find myself a home among these people who call themselves Valkyries and more importantly can I solve all the riddles that surround them?

What is the role of those third-rate villains in games or novels? I asked this question to myself quite a number of times. They don't have major screen time, but some of them have a huge effect on the storyline. And, if one of them hadn't played their role correctly, what would happen to the storyline? It seems like I am going to answer those questions since I became the third-rate villain in an RPG game. ------------------------------0----------------------------------- Chapter length 1000-2000 words.

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.

The Arrival of a late hero has arrived... He shall wield the once heroic sword once again in his journey to remember what he was before.. Will he rise or will he fall? Will the deep swallow him whole? Or will he prevail and see what this treacherous journey has awaited for him. Hero from the deep, what shall await for him. Will he prevail and uncover the secrets of this world? Or will he be striked with one blow.

Coral Haller, a soldier in a special government division dedicated to hunting supernatural anomalies, reluctantly takes on a mission at a house flagged as a magical anomaly, despite being on leave. Tragedy strikes when his team is decimated, and Coral faces certain death, only to wake up in a hospital, confronted by a blind man and an AI. Given a choice between life as an experiment, which would ensure his family's safety and revive his comatose mother, or a peaceful death, Coral chooses life. He awakens in a new world, tasked with survival against monstrous raids, discovering a system in his head to aid his growth. Transported as a refugee to a school named Logia, Coral must learn magic and prepare for the king’s army against the dreaded Balmox.

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?

"Kneel," Elijah's voice was cold, his eyes burning with fury. "Kneel before the last heir of the Norton family." His enemy’s face turned pale, fear creeping into their eyes. Once a mere orphan, the mighty Dragon Marshal had returned to claim what was stolen and unleash his wrath on those who destroyed his family. ... Elijah Norton, known across Evendore as the feared Dragon Marshal, is a man of power and mystery. Once a child with nothing, he became the youngest and strongest Seven-Star Marshal, commanding armies and shaping destinies. But his heart carries a hidden pain—a thirst for vengeance. Ten years ago, his family was wiped out in a brutal fire, orchestrated by the city’s four most powerful families. Only Elijah survived, saved by a mysterious girl who vanished soon after. Now, he is back in Arthurton, the city that tried to bury his legacy, to find the girl who saved him, and to settle old scores. Sophia Donald, a once-scarred woman who saved a boy from a burning mansion, is now caught in a storm of family betrayal, secrets, and revenge. With her disfigured past behind her, she crosses paths with Elijah, unaware that the man she helped is now the most dangerous force in Evendore. As Elijah uncovers dark plots and hidden enemies, the lines between justice and revenge blur. Can he reclaim the Norton family’s lost heirloom and bring those who wronged him to their knees? Or will his rage consume everything he cares about, including the woman who once saved his life? The path to vengeance is lined with blood, fire, and shadows for the orphaned heir-turned-Dragon Marshal. The battle for Arthurton has just begun.

Darkness. Complete utter darkness that could make even the devil shudder laid in the heart of a single man. Unable to bear this darkness, he had locked away his dark side so it could never interfere with his normal life but that did not mean that he had dropped it behind. This is the story of a man who had achieved all there was to achieve but still felt there was something lacking. He decided to do something he had never done before, he had decided to find love. Now that it was beginning to seem like he had found this feeling that had eluded him for years, he now has to tackle between maintaining what his heart desires and keeping his dark side at bay. Journey with one of the most powerful men in the urban world as he traverses the world of love, guns and everything in between.

"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.

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.)