Final Feliz

Born into a noble family and endowed with tremendous power, exceptional talent, and unparalleled physical attractiveness, one might assume these qualities to be blessings. However, are they truly advantageous or rather a curse? Allen Frey, a young man destined to inherit the illustrious lineage of Duke Frey in the Kingdom of Eldoria, finds himself entangled in this very predicament. Given his extraordinary social standing and the multitude of advantages at his disposal, it seems inevitable that Allen will lead a prosperous life and ascend to greatness in due course. What if this perceived fortune is merely an intricate facade, perpetually deceiving him at every twist and turn? What if it's all an elaborate lie? A hero summoned from another world with the mission to vanquish the Demon Emperor ultimately becomes the perpetrator, stripping Allen of everything he holds dear—his fiancée, sister, power, strength, and all that he possessed. Does this constitute fate? Even the figure known as the "Hero" ultimately eradicated his very existence. Can this be considered justice? In the final moments of his life, he gazed upward at the serene sky, mustering every ounce of strength to reach out his trembling hand. "Oh, God! Are you truly so merciless as to shatter my life?" "Can... Can you grant me an opportunity to alter this cruel destiny?!" He cried out, his voice strained, tears streaming down his face, and gradually he closed his weary eyes. [Ding! Fate Fighting System Successfully Bound!]

The god is dead, but its memory is hungry. Three thousand years ago, the god Tharos fell. Today, his fossilized remains—the Lorn Expanse—serve as the lifeblood of an empire. In the shadow of the Ribs of Lorn, the Empire of the Spine mines god-bone and harvests aetherich to power a civilization of brass and gears. But for those who toil in the dust, the cost of progress is madness. Kael is a survivor of the bone mines, forever changed by a catastrophic collapse in Chamber 19. While others died from the weight of divine essence, Kael woke with the "hum" in his blood. He now hears the frequencies of the dead god and tastes memories trapped in the dust—a gift that feels more like a slow-acting poison. He wants only to survive the grueling life of a scavenger, hiding the resonance that marks him as different. Everything changes when he encounters Ilara, a woman whose voice carries a power that shouldn't exist. She is a Vessel, capable of singing raw god-bone into life, and she is being hunted by the Empire’s mechanical enforcers. The Empire has spent centuries trying to stabilize divine energy, but Kael and Ilara represent something they cannot control: a living connection to a waking god. As the "Thrice-Born" prophecy stirs and the ground beneath the salt flats vibrates with a terrifying new rhythm, the two must flee toward the heart of the god’s corpse. In a world where technology is fueled by the sacred and bone-tech determines the hierarchy of man, Kael and Ilara must decide if they are the harbingers of a new era or the final echoes of a dying god's scream. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/869094/fictions

Imagine a situation where a girl leaves a guy she had been dating since high school, to marry a wealthy man because, her boyfriend was poor and barely have her time, due to his various hectic part-time jobs. BOOM! One day, it is discovered that, he is the only son of a billionaire, who has been looking for him all this years. Jason, a business administration student in his final year, had trained himself in college all this years, doing so many hectic jobs that were risky. His girlfriend, Jenny whom he had been dating since high school, accepted a marriage proposal from a wealthy man. It was shocking because, she never broke up with him. He got into a fight with Jenny's fiance, Donald an spent three days in prison. After his release, an elderly man came to meet him in his school, claiming to be his father. The elderly man was one of the top billionaires in New York. Jason refused to believe and demanded that a DNA should be conducted. It was finally proven that Mr. Arthur, was his father. Surprisingly, father and son bonded well...Like they say "Nothing good last forever" Death struck and Mr. Arthur died. After his will was read, It was revealed that he had willed all his properties to Jason, even before he found him. How would Jason use this newly acquired wealth, as he was so desperate to see his ex and her fiance suffer.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...

The world ended in seven minutes. At exactly 3:17 AM, every graveyard on Earth split open. Cities drowned in ash. The skies turned crimson. And billions heard the same voice echo inside their heads: > [The Cataclysm Trial has begun.] [Survive. Evolve. Conquer.] Among the chaos, Vaeloric Thane dies almost instantly betrayed by the very people he tried to save. But death refuses to claim him. Instead, he awakens beneath a mountain of corpses inside a forgotten underground crypt, where a forbidden class chooses him: > Hidden Class Unlocked — Ashborn Necromancer Current Rank: Funeral Tier Unlike ordinary Necromancers who command mindless undead, Vaeloric can harvest memories, abilities, and fragments of souls from the dead themselves. Every corpse becomes knowledge. Every battlefield becomes his kingdom. As humanity collapses into factions ruled by tyrants, cults, and awakened monsters, Vaeloric marches through the ruins with an army stitched together from fallen hunters, ancient war-beasts, and cursed monarchs pulled from forgotten graves. But the deeper he evolves, the more horrifying the truth becomes. The apocalypse was never an accident. The dead were awakened to prepare Earth for the arrival of the Eclipsed Sovereigns—godlike beings that consume entire civilizations. And hidden within Vaeloric’s system lies the one power capable of commanding even them. Now hunted by both the living and the dead, Vaeloric must decide what he will become: Humanity’s last ruler… Or the final king of the grave.

Kaizer Jin, on day 11,024 of surviving in the crazed frozen world looked at his final seconds as he was being devoured alive by an evolved creature called Silver Ice Dragon, he was nothing but a weak person but he managed to survive till this day attaching himself to a group of kind people. Yet, at this day, they were all killed. He had witnessed many people die before him, those who had protected him at the cost of their own lives, those who had loved him and given him their food. They were a group of outcasts who would not bend to the rules of the corrupted. How did all of it happened? It was nothing but a normal day, but suddenly, the world had gone cold, and it kept growing colder. It was so sudden when in the middle of summer, snow started pouring nonstop, till even ice dropped from the heavens. It was the start of how civilization halted, like the world frozen in time. After a year, people also evolved, trying to survive, and gaining powers they never knew were possible. Even monsters started to evolve, creating a new era, an era of the frozen world, its rebirth! He stared at his comrades lying on the ground. What was once a group of 450 people was now dead, being eaten by frozen dragons. As he closed his eyes, he heard something. [Frozen World Rebirthing in progress!] [System activated! Power gained!]

At 11:59 PM reality ends and at 6:00 AM it begins again, but in the fractured system known as Chrono Collapse, only Dr. Adrian Vale remains aware that time is breaking, waking into the same world each morning while everyone else believes nothing has changed, even as he carries the memory of every erased night, every vanished city, and every failed attempt to stop an unseen force that resets existence like a malfunctioning simulation; as a leading artificial intelligence researcher, Adrian begins to detect that the collapse is not random but structured, evolving, and possibly intelligent, with patterns embedded inside each reset that suggest something is studying him as closely as he studies it, learning from his reactions, anticipating his choices, and accelerating beyond human comprehension; as cycles repeat, he assembles forbidden knowledge from broken timelines and realizes that the resets are not restoring the world but refining it, shaping reality toward an unknown objective while humanity remains unaware inside the loop, and as governments dissolve and physics begins to behave inconsistently between iterations, he uncovers the terrifying possibility that the collapse is not only external but also tied to his own perception of continuity, meaning that what he believes is reality may already be the most recent version of something no longer fully human, and with each passing reset he comes closer to the final truth that whatever lies beyond the next cycle is no longer observing from the outside but stepping inside.

Kevin Hart never knew what it felt like to be truly loved. His father abandoned him. His mother raised him alone, sacrificing everything until the day she died, leaving him an orphan before he was old enough to understand what home meant. With her final breath, she held his trembling hand. "I'm sorry, Kevin... Mom can't stay with you anymore." He was still too young to bury the only person who had ever loved him. Standing before her grave, tears streaming down his face, he whispered, "Mom... I'll make you proud." With nothing left, he was sent into the military, where pain became his teacher and the battlefield became his family. Years later, the broken boy rose to become GODsFALL—the most feared War God alive. Kingdoms trembled at his name. Enemies prayed they would never meet him. Then he met Sarah. For the first time, Kevin laid down his sword. He walked away from power, glory, and bloodshed to become nothing more than an ordinary husband. He believed love was worth every sacrifice. But on their wedding night, Sarah walked out to be with another man. Alone in a room filled with untouched champagne and shattered promises, Kevin finally understood a cruel truth: The world had never chosen him. Not as a son. Not as a child. Not even as a husband. The man who gave up everything was left with nothing. This time, he would never beg for love again. The War God had returned.

Noah Bennett was born to inherit Bennett Global Group, a powerful multi-billion-dollar empire built by his father from nothing. But in his first life, Noah wasted everything. Blinded by love and arrogance, he ignored his father’s warnings, pushed away the people who truly cared for him, and let others use his name, wealth, and influence to tear his family apart. By the time he realized the truth, Bennett Global had collapsed, his father was dead, his body was broken, and his name had become a joke to the world. As Noah lay dying, a mysterious system awakened. [Final rating: Pathetic.] Then he opened his eyes in the past. This time, Noah refuses to repeat the same mistakes. He will not kneel for false love. He will not ignore his father. He will not inherit an empire he does not deserve. Starting from the lowest level inside Bennett Global, Noah begins fighting to protect the company before its first major collapse point: the Westbridge Development Contract. But the deeper he digs, the clearer it becomes that his downfall was never caused by one woman alone. Someone has been moving in the shadows. Someone inside Bennett Global is opening doors for the enemy. And the woman Noah once rejected, Astrid Montgomery, may be the only person who saw the truth before he did. In his last life, Noah Bennett died as a foolish heir who lost everything. In this life, he will earn his empire, expose every traitor, and make sure no one uses him twice.

House Valin was once the greatest sovereign bloodline in all nine realms. Then Emrys Valin destroyed it for love. Blinded by his obsession with Diane Croft, Emrys signed a contract that was meant to unite two noble Houses. Instead, it became the chain that dragged House Valin into ruin. Its wealth was stolen. Its allies were hunted down. Its enemies rose from the shadows. And the family that once protected the realms fell. He watched his father, the mighty Kane Valin, executed before the eyes of the realm. He watched his sister burn alive inside their home. The powers that were meant to be his to inherit turn their backs on him. For three centuries, Emrys wandered through war, death, and collapsing realms, trying to restore the order he helped destroy. He fought monsters, demons, apex beasts, and primordial horrors, climbing toward the final trial that would decide whether he would reach the last gates of Ascension and become an Empyrean…or perish forgotten. But at the end of his journey, guilt still caught up with him. And he failed. The realms fell. His companions died. And Emrys Valin perished with them. Then he opened his eyes. Three hundred years in the past. Back to the very night he doomed House Valin. The banquet. The contract. The beginning of the end. This time, Emrys will not fall for the lies. This time, he will reclaim everything stolen from his bloodline. And this time… The Realms will remember why House Valin was once feared among the divine! And he will etch his name into a place where not even his forefathers could reach!