Record Of Ragnarok Loki

🏆["Silver Medal" in Fantasy Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"]🏆 Lukas Bellingham, a 21 year old youth dies from an illness that is dominant in males in their family. But that's not where it ends. He wakes up in the body of a boy, in a world where everything is the opposite of Earth. A world where Mortals become Gods. Will Lukas be swallowed in such a world or will he rise against all challenges and become a Deity which all mortals look up to?

The Land of Seppora is a beautiful lush place, teeming with life and magic. It lies at the heart of Tempora, a world created and sustained by magic and nature. This is how Seppora looks, at least from the outside. The leadership structure of Seppora is however rife with corruption and injustice. The powerful are treated as gods and the poor are treated as trash, at the mercy of the aristocracy. A band of misfits known as Lux Libera aims to change the narrative for the better, at least on a small scale. But there is something deeper and more sinister that awaits them. Soon they begin to piece everything together. Attacks on innocent villages and capture of thousands who are never heard from again, The Solarian Temple's clampdown on non-conforming mages, and the Imperium's blind eye to the shortcomings of its officials, all lead to a plot steeped in darkness, one which could spell the end of not just Seppora but Tempora itself. Can 5 people with twisted pasts whose paths somehow align be able to stop this abomination?

My life has been thrown into chaos by the catastrophe that had befallen the planet. I'm one of the "chosen ones" who have been granted extraordinary powers by the System and my mission is to fight monsters and complete perilous tasks in order to save humanity! But then, A prophecy confronted me, warning that I would bring about the end of humanity. "What a joke!" I said in disbelief. "I'm not going to let that prophecy dictate my life!" I strived to become the most powerful person and prove that my destiny was in my own hands! I wanted to have whatever my heart desired, from power and fame to wealth and even women. You need to follow my journey and witness how an ordinary person like me can become the strongest person, one who will shape the destiny of the world!

"Come on, waiter," Tom taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. "You should lick it up while it's still cool," he added with a sly chuckle as his friends eagerly removed their phones to capture August’s humiliation for their amusement. August was devastated, the money he had been saving for the past eight months barely amounted to $180. How would he muster $800 to spare himself from this humiliating ordeal? Stooping that low to lick the liquor on the floor was an option he rather succumbed to death sooner than consider.  "Please, give me until tomorrow. I'll find a way to borrow the money and pay you back," August pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. But Tom was not having it with him. “No waiter, everything starts and end today. If you are going to pay me the money then is going to be today and right now, or I will have to force you to lick up the liquor”. August's devastation intensified as he realized the gravity of the situation, this was not optional like Tom presented it the first time. His intentions were clear; he did not at all cared about the money all he wanted was to have August lick the floor for their amusement.

I was born during the pandemic and it was not over for the past twenty-five years. Oceans were drained. Trees and flowers were no longer existing. Having water was harder each day that many people chose to die instead of surviving. I envy those people who could afford water— the rich ones and the most privileged people around the world. Poor people liked me were not allowed to get water more than what was intended for us. In other words, it was a system that dividing the rich people with limitless water sources and the poor people with limited water sources. It was a system that we needed to obey or else we might lose the life we were struggling to survive. I wanted to surrender but there was only thing that hindered me from dying— Cardinals of Auresia. It was an online game that I wished was real. There, I could build my own kingdom with my own system. I thought that sanity left me for it seemed real to me. Not until I found out that it was the solution for the suffering of the world.

"Useless, impoverished son-in-law!" "Get lost!" ... These were the harsh words that Elmo Brown constantly had to endure while living with the Lara's family. His wife's family looked down on him, her relatives belittled him, and even his wife who is an upcoming actress constantly berated him, going as far as betraying him and being with another man. She had no shame when Elmo confronted her with evidence of her infidelity, and they forced him to divorce her. Little did they know Elmo had inherited the mighty Brown family fortune and now possessed wealth and power. The wife's relatives who once scorned him would now be trampled beneath his feet, one by one! The family that humiliated him would now be forced to grovel at the soles of his shoes! His unfaithful wife sought out a wealthy and powerful man, so he would show her what true, absolute power was. With Elmo's appearance, everything else was merely a speck of sand in his journey of revenge and reclaiming all that was rightfully his.

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.)

"How would you feel about facing death, knowing you've been cast aside by the people you loved the most?" Bryan pondered this question as it echoed in his mind, but as he opened his eyes to a new beginning, a fresh chance at life, he felt a surge of determination. He was willing to do whatever it might take to make those who had caused him pain pay, even if it meant shedding tears and blood as he had suffered. "Bryan, Mom was wrong. Please come back to us," "Bryan, Dad admits his mistakes, please forgive me and return to us?" "Bryan, we're sorry for neglecting you, we regret it now," even his three sisters who despised him the most. These were the same people who had never spared him a single glance, despite his longing for their love and affection his entire life, even when he lay on the brink of death they chose an outsider over him, now they beg for his forgiveness and plead for his return, it was ironic, almost laughable. "I don't have a family, and I'm perfectly fine being an orphan," Join the incredible journey of Bryan Winterwood as he goes from being an orphan to discovering as the long-lost son of one of the richest families, but despite appearing to be having everything there's nothing for him not even love until the moment he was dead, just when it seems like everything ended, fate has its own play for him, Bryan is given a second chance, instead of embracing the life of an heir to a billionaire family, he decides to walk away and return to the life of an orphan once again to rise and shine by his own

Twenty-five years ago, Lanvin descended to Earth, the last descendant of the heavenly kingdom of Arkawisesar. Despite being confused as to how he could excel in martial arts and play the magic lute without ever studying them, Luanvin recognized that his grandfather's pure blood had perfectly flowed through him, giving him access to all the powers of his grandfather and the descendants of the sky kingdom. One day, while meditating, Luanvin was surprised to find a mysterious presence within his meditation. For days, several disembodied voices had been bothering him, claiming that he was the sole heir to the throne of the sky kingdom of Arkawisesar and that he must take his place immediately. What will become of Luanvin's life next? Will he manage to find the location of the celestial kingdom of Arkawisesar?

In an urban city with dark pasts, on the night of a full lunar moon, a pregnant maid returning from work was raped to death by three drunk men. Her death was enough to nudge them to their senses... They buried her. A day after the corpse had tasted moistures and gloom, a snake crawled its way into the shabbily covered pit. And seven minutes later, out of the pit crawled out a pumpkin eating cute baby; A dark spirit of the past that haunted the land many centuries ago had found an excuse to be reborn; The body of an unborn child... the cuter, the bloodier, it'd thought!