Steven Universe Fanfic

Just because of a prophecy, the Divine Dao toyed with the Universe as it pleased. It created endless cycles of destruction and rebirth, caring nothing for the lives of trillions within it. Ironically, all of this was done because of a prophecy that foretold the birth of a young man from the lower world who would one day kill it. *** Jhi Chen… with his sword, he split the earth, pierced the heavens, and slew both Gods and Demons. “No matter if they are Gods, Demons, or even the Dao itself. If there is no justice for all living beings, I will destroy it! Remember this name, Jhi Chen!”

Victor Dyllon's life was cut short when he saved a little girl from being hit by a van, only to be hit himself. Extradimensional creatures from The Land Between take pity on him and bring him to life once again in a brand new world. Armed with a powerful system that unlocks more of his arcane abilities after every fight, Victor may be the last thing standing between the multiverse and destruction at the claws of a dark and powerful threat. His journey is only just beginning, and his magical sci-fi system is getting stronger all the time!

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. GODGRAVE is a dark industrial fantasy that explores the intersection of faith, machinery, and the heavy price of remembering.

The world isn’t what it seems. A young man who survives the end of his species embarks on a journey to uncover the truth of the world. What will he encounter on his journey? Will it lead to a happy ending or eternal damnation?

Transmigration!!!! Yeah,that's it. Jasmine woke up and found herself in a world. What world? a world that was the exact same as the one in her favourite novel. But something didn't seem right. You want to know what didn't seem right? She got into her favourite novel but it was the olden days era. Ah!the olden era and she was actually playing the role of a girl who was hated by someone she loves. You know, Jasmine's crush was the ML of the novel. And then she getting into the novel and playing the role of enemy is.... Again,she woke up and found herself in a hospital bed. And this time it was the actual novel. Isn't that a bliss? She was her playing her own damn role. Intriguing right? A secret!What's it? A change again occurred in the novel. The novel she read was a contemporary romance but this time it turned to Fantasy. The novel turned to a book that the ML and other characters were not humans but something else...... Something mysterious, something gruesome

He is a human. At least in looks. His behavior is eccentric at best and demonic at his worst. He was married once and supposed to have been divorced and yet his supposed ex-wife is looking for him. He has made a lot of girls fall for him. All due to different reasons. However, only a select number of people know his truth. His origin is a mystery. His parents are fake and even his name is borrowed. What does he plan to do? Is he looking for revenge or salvation or just plain peace? Only he knows.

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

A map that can erase nations. A man who can rewrite existence with a pen. And a world teetering on the edge of oblivion. Sael Corin, a discredited mapmaker, holds a power no one should wield, the Null Atlas. Every stroke of his hand redraws reality, erasing cities, bloodlines, and memories. Nations hunt him. Rebels need him. And the atlas is beginning to write itself. In a high-fantasy world where ink is stronger than swords, Sael must navigate moral peril, political intrigue, and a sentient map that refuses to obey. Every chapter could change the world forever… and the question is, will he survive what he creates?

At the dawn of creation, two supreme forces were born—Nature and Chaos. One nurtured life. The other sought to destroy it. To shatter creation, Chaos raised a ruthless prodigy to wage war against the universe. But fate chose its own champion: Tristan, an orphan dragon granted the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline and the Eternal Dragon God Manual. He rose to become the First Guardian—only to sacrifice himself in a battle that shattered realms. Chaos survived. Reincarnated as Bradley Wright Lane, a mortal teenager with sealed memories, Tristan must rise once more—ascending through realms of power to face the ancient enemy reborn. This time, the war will not end in sacrifice. This time, Chaos must die.

"Who am I?" Waking up in an unfamiliar room with no past memories, an unfamiliar man greets him, claiming to be his new guardian, Ifeus Lero, who then tells him... "Your name is...Topaz Oriole." A world of Magic and Monsters, where those who wield Magic are known as Mages. Every Mage, without exception, falls under one of eleven Classes, each with their own unique forms of Magic; Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, Dark, Space, Physical, Support, Tamer and Sneak. As for Topaz, his amnesia isn't his only concern. His Class isn't one of the eleven established Classes, something that's completely unheard of. The Wrath Class, a mysterious Class absent in the history books. Advised to keep his abilities hidden for the time being, Topaz avoids using his Magic in front of others. However, Ifeus's secrecy soon becomes a growing point of frustration for Topaz...it's clear that Ifeus knows about his past, but refuses to tell him anything about it, along with hiding the real reason why it's imperative for Topaz to keep his Class hidden. Even as Topaz settles into his life post-amnesia, forming friendships, rivalries and romance, the dark shadow cast by the mysteries of his forgotten past continue to haunt him. With flashes of fragmented memories, and some common sense, Topaz comes to the conclusion that, whatever he went through pre-amnesia, was likely far from pleasant. And unfortunately for him, the dark, broken past he has no memory of isn't the only issue to contend with. An organization bent on world domination makes its presence known, and operating in the shadows, is a dangerous cult determined to resurrect a powerful, malicious entity who nearly destroyed the world centuries ago and was sealed away. And at the center of it all...is the Fractured Mage, Topaz Oriole.