Greed: All For What?

What is a mystery? Is it an axiom representing what is not perceptible and understandable? Is it the unfathomable, incomprehensible no matter how people try to make it specious? No, it isn't that. The definition of mystery is only what people can conceive, a specious fact with loopholes. People believe what they believe to be true and sadly, it has plunged them to the endless gore of ignorance. Mysteries aren't what we don't understand or what we can't comprehend. Mysteries aren't what remain hidden, taciturn to the ever yearning ears of people. Mysteries aren't the supernatural laws which can't be explained or fathomed. No, the definition of 'mysteries' is beyond that. Mysteries are what can't be reached no matter how we try to reach them. It isn't what can't be comprehended. Rather, it's what can't be reached. They are endless gores, immersed into the abyssal chasm of infinities. Mysteries are a state of endlessness and boundlessness, incomprehensible and unfathomable. Yes, that's what mysteries are. Cyclopean and grosteque phantasm is what a mystery should be called. A mystery transcends the feebleness and lumbering states of concepts, going on and on for eternity. Hence, a mystery is the same as infinity and infinity the same as a mystery. A mystery is infinite and infinity is mysterious—both are like a symphony, intertwined with each other making them chalcenterous and existing in oneness. To understand a mystery, you need to be boundless and infinite, transcending all possible concepts and impossible concepts, all possible 'non-concepts' and all impossible 'non-concepts'. Mysteries are beyond conception as well as non-conception. They are mysteries, boundless and infinite! They are stacked upon each other in a terracing manner, shrouded in the prodigious paradigm of infinity, going on and on till infinity!

Imagination is life. Your power is what you think of your self. Who are you....? You'll only know that when it all ends. But if your reality changes into something else or someone else...... What can you do.........?

After battling for eons he finally gets all he ever wanted glory, fame, wealth and best of all power an army unparalleled across all realms. Using his unique magical prowess to annex worlds and burn down empires, but at what cost LONELINESS, REGRET and BITTERNESS. He dies when sitting on his throne but instead of going to the afterlife he gets a second chance in a world were magic and technology meet.

"Is that a meteor shower? Why is it so close?" "What is that thing? Why is it all black?" Adam Warlock was caught in the middle of an invasion that nearly destroyed the entire world. Dimensional portals opened up all over the city. Many strange creatures appear and kill everyone. Adam tried to save himself, but he was killed in the attack. For some reason, he met a creature called Paladin who gave him a second chance. And together they fought against the black creatures. But things don't end there. Paladin creates a new reality and takes Adam to a different future. There he discovers his true identity as a hunter of the Ordogs; creatures that come out of dimensional portals. What will happen to Adam? What is the fate of the world after the Ordogs make the biggest invasion in history? Read more in my first novel at Meganovel.

All the effort I put into you and my life was trivialized and met with nothing but contempt. Until the truth is revealed, my identity as an invincible heir has made me a much stronger person. I will return all the pain I have received. I'll show them what I'm capable of, until they suffer.

Jay, a 30-year-old man, lived a life everyone envied—the CEO’s only son, the life of every party, the very picture of confidence. But behind the laughter was a man unloved by his own blood. When he was kidnapped, tortured, and left broken, Jay thought his suffering had reached its end. But fate wasn’t done with him yet. On the night he escaped—bleeding, desperate, and driving for his life—a crash ended it all. Until he opened his eyes again. Reborn as a younger version of himself in a world where titles, bloodlines, and destinies intertwine, Jay no longer seeks fame or perfection. This time, he just wants to live honestly—to be accepted and loved for who he truly is. But fate whispers something impossible: “Prince, you’re special… you were born to have two mates.” One kneels before him, saying, “I don’t swing both sides… but if it’s you, my prince—” The other gazes up, trembling, “My prince… please, let me carry your child.” In this second life, will Jay—the Omega Prince—finally receive the love he was denied in his past? Or will destiny once again turn love into tragedy?

No one knew how or why it happened, heck it would be weird if they knew. After all, what sane explanation could be given for how the Earth was suddenly enveloped by fog? That wasn't the strangest part though as out of the fog, unspeakable entities emerged to spread death and destruction. It didn't take long for civilization to fall as the death count entered into the billions. Mankind faced extinction at the hands of the Fog and the creatures within. During this period, a group of crazed scientists aided by the world governments, came together to erect a 300-floor edifice simply known as Haven in a bid to protect what was left of humanity. That was several years ago so I wouldn't know how they managed such a feat but because of their efforts, the last bastion of mankind was able to escape the horrors of the Fog. Within the Tower, A select few were unwilling to give up on the outside world and continued to fight against the Fog in a bid to reclaim our home. Some might call it a hopeless struggle, after all, Mankind's claim over the outside world is all but finished but I beg to differ! Earth is our home and no matter what, I will reclaim what was lost. This was a fight dad started and it is one I intend to finish, no matter the cost. My name is Jeremy Walker and this is the tale of our descent into madness...

I don’t even know where to begin. The vampire or the deadly twins, Desire and Despair. But they all have their motives in my life. A part to play. On one hand the vampires carry what I need. The ring of the damned. On the other hand the twins might be the only people to help me know who I’m. What I’m. But I need to play it well, if I have even the slightest chance of surviving what they have planned for me.

A murderer. A crazy woman. Is what they all call me. Apparently to me, I'm seeing the dead, which makes me crazy to everyone, but I know I'm not. Being stuck in a psychiatric hospital with a pending murder case at hand is not how I pictured this time of my life. I don't really get it. I am a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but certainly not a murderer. How on earth will I be able to vindicate myself if the dead is making me look like a murderer? How will I be able to vindicate myself when my past ways isn't even something to write home about, and all it can do is just spice up my case? How will I be able to save myself when I, and the dead was never in good terms, and I happen to be the cause of it all? What have I done to myself?

I’m a god of war, a mystery and perfect picture of complications. But don’t spill. They can underrate me all they want. They will never guess what my comeback becomes.