Primordial Darkness Heretic Art

Luke West, is a 21-year-old college slacker, has two great passions in life—gaming and skipping class. But if there’s one thing he truly despises, it’s rodents. Rats, in particular. Creepy, sneaky, and downright disgusting. He can’t stand the sight of them. One fateful day, on his way to pick up the latest game release, Luke is hit by a truck. Just before the darkness takes him, he catches a glimpse of something impossible—a rat grinning at him. When he wakes up, it’s not in a hospital bed. No, it’s worse. Much worse. He’s been reincarnated as a rat. A creature he’s hated his whole life. Forced to live among the very vermin he loathes, Luke is determined to survive, plotting a way to escape this nightmare. But the more time he spends among the rats and other beastmen, the more he starts to see the truth: maybe it’s not the rats or the beastmen who are the problem—maybe humans are the real pests. Just when he’s coming to terms with his new life, he learns of a brewing revolution. The rats and their fellow brethren are planning to rise up and overthrow humanity. War is coming, and Luke must decide where he truly belongs. Excerpt: “If I get out of this alive, I’m going vegan,” Luke muttered, scampering through the sewer. “Who’s alive?” a rat beside him snickered. “You’re one of us now. Get used to cheese cravings.” “I hate cheese,” Luke hissed. The older rat raised a brow. “Oh, sweet summer child. Give it time.”

Bruce, a young armorer, is destined to inherit the legendary sword of a world emperor who died thousands of years ago. But it turns out that the swords are twins. And Bruce must find and reunite the legendary twin blades, starting a long and dangerous journey. Bruce goes with Arthur, a powerful wizard from the protector of Middle-earth. Starting with leaving the island of the Gods, his departure across the ocean became the starting point of a new legend of the heir to the sword of the World Emperor. On the mainland where hundreds of kingdoms were located, chaos seemed to cover the entire land. Each kingdom was busy fighting other kingdoms, to expand and strengthen the kingdom they had. Without realizing it, the world has turned into hell for innocent civilians, those who always become victims in every war. The nobles of the fallen kingdoms were no exception, having the same or even worse fate than their civilians. Those who were caught were made into slaves and prostitutes, those who escaped lived in darkness and fear of retaliation from their enemies who were currently in power. And Ken, a young man from a fallen nobility who has now become a bandit, realizes that his fate is meaningless, afraid and anxious about the pursuit of his enemies. Unknowingly finding the lost twin swords of the world's emperor, armed with the extraordinary power of these swords he forms a cruel gang of bandits. And from there his adventure to become a bloody ruler began. How was the meeting between the two?? Who is capable of becoming the true master of the twin swords of the world emperor??? And once again rule the world as one under the empire!!! Now a more turbulent world has begun, good or evil, who will win??

They drained his blood. They broke his bones. They thought he would die forgotten. Thirteen-year-old David was never wanted. The son of a Universe Lord, he lived his life chasing a mother who never looked back until the day her token, his only hope, failed him. Ambushed by his own family, drained of every drop of blood, and left to crawl into a collapsing space crack, David’s last act was to throw away the symbol of his shattered dreams. But death was not the end. He fell into a forbidden realm where even True Gods fear to walk. There, submerged in the blood of a universe-shattering monster, his ruined body began to change. A mysterious bloodline awakened in his body. Darkness coiled around his heart. And a voice ancient, patient, waiting named him Successor of something he didn’t have knowledge. Now, David inherits a legacy that transcends the universe, he rises from a forsaken boy to a warrior whose potential could reshape stars, topple civilizations, and challenge the laws of reality themselves. But the universe is vast, cruel, and hungry. In a futuristic, magical cosmos where strength is the only language, David must navigate deadly trials, shadowy factions, and a war that has raged for a trillion years. Hunted by different people, watched by eyes he cannot yet see, and carrying blood that terrifies Universe Lord, he steps onto the intergalactic battlefield with one rule: trust no one. David’s journey will leave no star untouched and no enemy unforgiven. In a universe where the weak are devoured, David is no longer prey. He is the coming storm.

A thousand years ago, the world was consumed by an apocalyptic catastrophe. A thousand feet tall Sword came from above and setttled on earth. The earth itself twisted under the weight of its power, and from the fallout emerged monstrous creatures born from radiation and chaos it brought. In the centuries that followed, humanity clawed its way back from the brink of extinction. Massive fortress cities now stand as bastions of survival, shielding the remnants of mankind from the horrors that lurk beyond their walls. Over time, a new power system emerged — one that allowed humans to awaken unique abilities at the age of sixteen. Some gained bloodline powers, inheriting ancient strengths. Others awakened elemental affinities, commanding fire, water, or lightning as extensions of their will. But when Aren Hunter faced his awakening ceremony, he awakened… nothing. No bloodline. No element. Instead, something entirely different stirred within him — a mysterious interface that called itself the Creation System. “You can create any technique you desire — as long as you have the points to pay for it.” It also granted him the ability to cultivate any technique placed within its slots. Now, armed with this strange and limitless power, Aren must forge his own path. Will he rise to protect his family and defend humanity against the darkness — or fade away as another forgotten name lost to time? --- System Interface: [Host: Aren Hunter] [Tier: Non-Awakened] [Slot 1: Inactive (0/100)] [Slot 2: Locked] [Slot 3: Locked] [Slot 4: Locked] [Slot 5: Locked] [Points: 0]

Lord Dryk and all his followers were defeated centuries ago. Or so the white mages believed until the reincarnation of his very own mistress, Ramona and her campaign to resurrect the dark lord. Yet darkness could return without the promise of a savior. Wayne a mage born without the gift was shipped off to stay with his uncle Alard and his daughter Calley, another abomination to the line of magic, while his father goes off with the other mages to find the savior and bring an end to the campaign of Ramona. But in the rarest of times, when no one expected, Wayne’s gift awakened, not in the manner which everyone thought it would be, and no one sensed it except Alard, yet that wasn’t all, Calley also awakened the gift like every other mage in history attracting the eyes of both good and evil, forging the prophecy to take a form no one saw coming and with it, the beginning of a long-avoided war. *** “I am tired of waiting for saviors, Fifteen years they have searched and found nothing. My father risks his life on a prophecy that may be empty. And we sit here like sheep, praying some child will appear to save us.” “In the old tales, it was not only mages who broke Dyrk’s host at the Battle of Broken Chains. It was the swords of men, thousands of them held the line while the archmages sang their spells. Common steel bought the world its freedom when magic faltered. If this Ramona comes again, let her face more than spells. Let her face men who will not wait for miracles.” Alard studied him for a long moment, something unreadable moving behind his eyes. “And what would you have, nephew?” “Train me,” Wayne said.

A million years have passed since the war that shattered the harmony of Caelestia—the once-divine realm that shimmered with eternal light. The Divinomachy. It began with a betrayal. One of the Supreme Emperor’s most powerful and revered archangels, corrupted by pride, jealousy and ambition, raised his blade against his Creator. His defiance was swift and infectious—many of the Emperor’s faithful servants followed him, seduced by whispers of freedom, power, and a new order. Thus ignited a celestial war — Divinomachy. For one hundred years, the heavens trembled under the weight of clashing divinities. Brother turned against brother. Skies once filled with song now roared with the cries of battle. At last, the Supreme Emperor, weary of endless bloodshed, brought the war to a bitter close. With a divine curse, he cast down the traitors into a prison realm he created—Phlegethon and sealed their leader—while some escaped. Their punishment was eternal. Once-angelic beings were twisted into demons. Their silver skin blackened and grew scales. Their radiant wings darkened into shadows, and crimson replaced their once pure silver eyes. Even their hands bore the mark of damnation—silver claws sprouting where gentle fingers had once been. And when the fallen archangel was finally struck down, a prophecy echoed across the universe—spoken through the Emperor’s oracle: “When the stars realign and the seal weakens, the fallen one shall rise again. But from the forbidden love of both light and darkness shall be born a child—a hybrid. He shall end what the traitor had begun.” Though Caelestia was rebuilt, its wounds never fully healed. For prophecy does not forget, and the chains that bind the fallen grow weaker with every passing age. The ones who escaped hid themselves across the universe, patiently waiting for the return of their master.

147 monsters. Kaelen Venn remembers every single one of their final apologies. Not out of sentimentality, but because most of them used to be human. In the haunting world of Elegy’s Cradle, ignored grief doesn't just fade away—it transforms. It morphs into hollow, hungering beasts that used to have names. Kaelen is a Grave-Warden. His job? Hunt these creatures down before they spread. His second, unwritten job? Make sure he doesn't become one of them. To fight the darkness, Kaelen has deliberately fractured his own soul, transforming the world’s raw sorrow into devastating power. But this magic demands a terrible toll. He has already forgotten the sound of a laugh he once cherished—he doesn't even remember *whose* it was. Six Wardens carried this burden before him. All six became the very monsters they hunted. Kaelen has survived longer than any of them, but survival feels like a curse. Until he meets **Solm Veylan**. Solm doesn't look like a monster. He looks like a peaceful savior. With the ability to strip away a person's grief, Solm leaves people smiling, calm... and completely empty. Now, with agents embedded in every global faction, Solm aims to awaken a two-thousand-year-old entity to erase grief from the world forever. He calls it ultimate mercy. Kaelen calls it an apocalypse of the soul. Flanked by **Mira**, a half-transformed twelve-year-old girl he chose to save rather than execute, Kaelen stands as the final wall against this blissful annihilation. Because grief isn't a disease to be cured; it is the raw, agonizing price of love. Kaelen has been paying that price for eight years. And he will keep paying it—even if it tears his soul apart. ---

He did not care if the prayer stole precious seconds from the timer. Between speaking to God and the damnation the system promised at zero, there was no question which came first. “Dear Lord,” he murmured, “Ye who see all hearts and weigh all sins… hear me now as I stand at the threshold of damnation. What I am about to do is cruel and unforgiving. A stain no river may wash from my hands. Yet, if this evil must be borne so that greater horrors may perish, let that burden fall upon me. “I know the gates of Hell stand open before my feet, and should this act be the step that leads me through them… so be it. Let history curse my name—if by my damnation, others are spared. “But Lord…” he continued quietly, “when the trumpets sound in the final days, when the dead rise and judgment cometh upon all souls, I ask only this of You: do not forget that I once wept for what I became. Do not forget that I hated the necessity of my hands. Don't forget that though I walked willingly into darkness, I did so that others may remain in the light. And if mercy exists even for the damned… then let me be counted among those shown pity. “For the sins I commit in Your name, for the evil I embrace in pursuit of a righteous end, and for the soul I surrender this night… I beg Your forgiveness.” He lifted his gaze and fixed Vir Ossium a death stare. “... Amen.” —————————————— Kael was just an ordinary guy—until the night he died. But instead of staying dead, he is thrown into a brutal death game. The rule is simple: Be the last Kamen Rider standing... by any means necessary.

Long, long time ago, before humanity ever existed on earth. There were seven celestial realms of power with celestial civilization, humanoid beings created and ruled by a god Divine. A thousand celestial warrior candidates fought against each other to the death until seven outstanding godlike heroes remained. Thus, the god Divine made these warriors god guardians to protect a thousand worlds, and out of the celestial dead bodies of the thousand candidates, the god Divine created seven different colored celestial Mana stones, each filled with unlimited powerful Mana of magic known as the philosopher’s stones. Each god guardian was given a stone according to their name, rank, and task. The first guardian was known as NEPHILEN EBUBE, God guardian of nature and lord of giant forests. The second was called AMADEUS AMADURA, the red-armored God guardian of war. . The third guardian was called Elemental, Goddess of all elements, The fourth guardian was DESTINY, guardian of fear, fate, and destiny. The fifth god guardian was called GATE KEEPER the brown armored keeper of time and space. . The sixth was called LIFE, the Golden God guardian of science, technology, and knowledge. The seventh guardian was called CHAOS, Vondor the Dark Lord had only one wish, to unite all parallel thousand worlds with the seven stones into one army, gain full control under his rule. A demon high king whose name was called demon high king DEUS was chosen with his army Neo, known as the third Adam, has within his veins and flesh the blood of darkness and lineage of vondor, The blood of a god and a human will undertake a journey to gather six heroes to honor the guardian's final quest from the thousands of worlds and save the seven god guardians to fight a final war against vondor.

Alden, a teenage boy from the quiet village of Greywood, watches his life collapse in a single night when a massive werewolf army attacks without warning. His girlfriend Mara is slaughtered before his eyes, and his knight-father dies defending the village. By dawn, Greywood is gone, and Alden is the only surviving member of his family. Broken and desperate, he joins a band of knights fleeing to the capital to seek help. Among them is Rowan Vale, a legendary warrior whose strength becomes Alden’s only anchor. But their journey turns into a nightmare. Seeking shelter, the survivors reach a nearby village only to discover it trades human captives to the wolves in exchange for safety. A bloody battle follows, leaving only Alden and Rowan alive. Rowan is gravely wounded and sacrifices himself to buy Alden time to escape. When Alden reaches the capital, he finds it already overtaken by the curse. The king has allied with the Wolf King, planning to transform the entire kingdom into wolves he can control. Alden attacks the king, but the wolves capture him. In a dungeon, Alden finds Rowan still alive but tortured. The Wolf King forces Alden to choose: join the wolves, or watch Rowan die. Alden resists until Rowan screams in agony and finally breaks. He agrees to transform. A monstrous new power awakens in Alden. He becomes a werewolf stronger than any before him. He breaks his chains and destroys the cursed capital. At dawn, Alden returns to the ruins of Greywood, places the Wolf King’s head on the altar, and ends his own life to break the curse forever. His story becomes legendary tale of a boy forged into a monster by grief, and redeemed by the choice to end the darkness himself.