Fantasy Water Dragon

8000 years ago the great titan dragon Vasha, rampaged through the world of Jux, unstoppable with her legion of Drakens. Until she was sealed away by eight powerful beings, in a wall of tundra, that reached the skies and covered the horizon. How they sealed Vasha, the history books have forgotten. Amidst the turmoil of a second war. A vengeance seeking knight, a Mage of the Citadel, and a traitor will be caught in the conflict of an escalating war.

"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.

A thousand years ago, humanity faced extinction. The dead. All the dead since the dawn of time rose and reclaimed the land of the living. Civilization burned. And the war dragged for ages. At the brink of annihilation, the first dragon riders carried mankind into the sky, forging the floating cities, the last refuge above the wastelands. For a century, humanity called it peace. Then Ebonspire fell. Devoured by undead hordes. Czar watched his mother and sister torn apart, leaving him with one burden. His niece, the last of his bloodline. When escape became impossible and hope rotted away, Satan came with an offer. Survive. Kill God. Or lose the only thing you have left. Now hunted by dragon knights, stalked by intelligent undead, and trapped in a primordial war, Czar fought. Not to save the world, but for survival and vengeance. My client is Satan. And my prey is God.

How can the death of a simple man lead to the awakening of forces as fearsome as the Deorgh? Mihdel, divided into five kingdoms, has lived in peace for many years but the discovery of a corpse in the capital of the kingdom of Haefest seems to bring a great misfortune to the kingdoms, causing a series of events that will affect all cities around the continent, causing fear and turmoil among the people of Mihdel and only a few will try to convince the kings that this is the awakening of a terrible force that has been dormant for years. A force that has been gathering and preparing for hundreds of years on the other side of the world, on the old continent of Cynemon, ready to depart for the five realms to bring destruction and death in an attempt to awaken a dark force now dormant for millennia. Such a threat will force the descendants of five pure warriors, the Sunaura, to work together, to face their past and come to terms with it and so they will embark on a journey of rediscovering themselves and their destiny and a force far greater than any they have ever faced in their life, forcing them to rediscover their gifts and face their feelings such as love , power, betrayal, revenge, without knowing that this will lead them back to the past that they had tried to hide for too long.

While magic reigns over the world, the ones without powers are destined to die. The lost sons of Atanor are finally found after fourteen years of their disappearance. But with their arrival starts the mad thirst for blood, revenge and power. The seemingly ordinary life of the brothers, Alan and Neil, shatters when the truth about their birth haunts them in ways they cannot decipher. Secrets from the past unveil themselves one by one, pulling the brothers into a world they never even knew existed. Sorcerers? Weren't they a fantasy? Warriors? Do they still exist? Magic? Is it even possible? While Alan and Neil fight to protect themselves and their loved ones, they even have to fight the inner demons threatening to pull them towards damnation. Alan and Neil and the land of Atanor, where magic prevails. Their fates are entwined and one who is formidable enough will stay strong and survive the chaos.

Ye Yuan, chased by the five strongest female cultivators who demanded responsibility from him. He who had been trapped and hit by various techniques that suppressed his strength, could not fight much. He finally escaped through reincarnation, but what he did not know, the five women also followed him into reincarnation...

A man who discovers a scroll that can create a two-dimensional world, decides to use it to explore the mysteries of dimensions and create his own fantasy world.

The dao is infinite, and within it lie countless roads that twist toward eternity. Fēn Yǐng, once known as the Twin-Headed Dragon, met his end in blood and failure. Yet death did not claim him forever. He awakens in a world of cultivation, reborn into weakness, but carrying a strange gift that allows him to divide, to wander many paths at once, and to gather their truths into one. On this vast and perilous journey, where the strong ascend and the weak are forgotten, he seeks not only power but the meaning hidden within the endless dao. Each step forward is a question, each path a trial, and beyond them all waits the shadow of immortality.

He died fighting for a stolen crown, only to wake up in a world frozen in time. Soren Flameheart spent thirty five years hiding his Royal bloodline, only to be executed in the shadows by the very men he trusted. Death should have been the end. Instead, he wakes up in the body of a weak, low tier dragon tamer in a distant future where ancient dragons lie trapped beneath massive glaciers and warring clans butcher each other for remaining scraps of magic. Armed with forbidden dragon soul techniques forgotten by time, Soren must rise from the lowest ranks of society. He will tame monsters, unite ruthless bloodlines, and reclaim his rightful throne before the frost eats what is left of the world.

I took aim after cautiously emerging from behind the foliage and pulling back on my father's bow.When I thought about bringing Bambi back to my sister, I gave myself the tiniest grin because, at least from the tan fur to the strange, forking horns, it resembled the animal in my mother's stories.That was all I thought it had been, a story, up until this point.Yet, fantasy or not, the monster would end up being a truly necessary wellspring of food.