A teenager struggling after the death of his best friend finds himself in a fantasy world - one which seems to be an amalgamation of every Dungeons and Dragons campaign they ever played together. Now he's stuck trying to find the answers to why he's there and what this world is trying to say. The most terrifying answer might be that this world is an expression of the person he was back on Earth.
The most complete version of this is posted on Archive of Our Own. Chapters will be posted here at roughly 13 hour intervals (which will rotate timezones) for the next two or three months until it's been caught up to current.
After living decades and dying hundreds of times, Kegan has learned that he has finally passed some test that the cruel spirit had given him. Now, Kegan has the ability to gain “perks” that can make his life much easier. He is looking forward to finally having an easy life with the new perks he has earned.
Rules to keep me honest for the perk system:
I want to avoid one of the pitfalls I see for other LitRPG stories where the game elements barely relate to the story, or offer very little information. If people are skipping over and not reading the perks then I'm doing things wrong. So I promise to try and make the perks interesting, sometimes humorous, informative, and relevant to the story.
Cover art by http://dertypaws.com/
What young boy doesn't crave adventure? What young man doesn't wish to be a superhero?
But time marches on, and life grows dull with responsibility. Is it any wonder that old dreams are forgotten?
Welcome to The Law of Averages: In which a man is dragged solidly out of his comfort zone. Be careful what you wish for, you never know when it will come true.
This story follows Daniel Newman as he adjusts to a strange new world. One where superpowers are for sale, where heroics are frowned upon, and where life is constantly defying Daniel's expectations. Dan always thought that he was destined to be normal, but one world's normal is another world's special.
The Law of Averages now has a Patreon page!
A modern man finds himself reincarnated in the body of a young slave with no skills and quickly fading memories. Follow his journey to find normalcy while living in a savage world, filled with myth and legends, monsters and Demons. In a land where the strong rule, the weak serve, and bloodshed is a way of life, peace is a luxury few can afford.
Author's note: Expect a chapter every tues/thurs/sun, unless I start writing faster. The story is eastern themed, but not Xianxia, no chasing immortality, MC is not OP. Less action, more character and world driven is my aim. Mature language and themes, but no raunchy sex. It's my first story, constructive criticism would be appreciated.
Luck Lockyer was the type of man to smirk in the dark, the expression not for anyone but himself. One of perpetual amusement. The bright side of things were hard to find in the shade yet his amber eyes were always searching. The smirk was his default, he knew it, his friends knew it, his family knew it. It was his most natural state.
But the death of everyone close to you can affect a downwards curve on the mouths of even the most stoic people.
Without purpose, without anyone to do the job for, Luck Lockyer found himself inside an empty forgotten church. The perpetual smirk on his face had slipped to a thin line, his scar more noticeable now than ever before. His amber eyes, the windows to his soul, dull and lifeless. To anyone who knew him, it was the clothing that gave away his mental state, denim pants and a plain black t-shirt. If that wasn't enough, the tears running down his face certainly would, the echoing sobs of a broken man rang across the rundown church.
It was on a whim, but Luck Lockyer prayed, he prayed for many things, for death, revenge, friends, but the one prayer dominating his thoughts, a second chance for his family.
That was all he wanted. Simple.
It was then, on the outskirts of a polluted city, in an abondoned lot, in a forgotten church that Luck Lockyer, the Devil of the Cards, the Bloodless Hand, the Amber Demon, the Broken, was answered by a being from another world and one from his.
*found the picture online
Eleazar Hern has had a rough young life. He’s had to lie, cheat, steal, and worse to survive on uncaring streets. That all changes when his best friend and lover, Lilion disappears one fateful night.
To save Lilion, Eleazar embarks on a journey that will take him across an empire that spans worlds. In the Trovian Empire, he discovers that he has the powerful latent magic of an Archon. If Eleazar is to save the woman he loves, he must survive their academy, master his new eldritch power, and learn to pilot the Warhull; magical golem constructs with incredible arcane firepower. But first, he must find a way to live with his rage.
Disclaimer: Book has graphic violence, adult language and situations. Recommend reading is 18+
Chase Berrymore dreams of adventure, excitement, and getting the heck out of her pastoral halven village.
But when adventure finds her, she'll be scrambling to save everyone of her family and friends from a decades-old conspiracy. Outmatched in almost every way, she'll have to use her wits, charisma, and a bit of divine favor to figure out the path to victory. But the odds are bad, and even with an Oracle's foresight, she can't save everyone.
Even worse, she'll have to figure out ways to deal with the weird and nigh-immortal beings that call themselves "playas..."
A litrpg romp with a very non-standard protagonist, set in the same world as the "Threadbare" books.
A journey that began with a simple wish, taken horribly out of context.
'Ah, I wish that I could change my life. I wish for something truly exciting to happen.'
Follow our heroine as she surmounts increasingly difficult odds! As she battles with heavy topics such as 'Is it really safe to eat this?', 'How am I supposed to slay a wyvern!?', and the ever popular 'Does this shade of pink make my slime look fat?'
"For the record, I've never asked that last question you bastard narrato—"
Follow her as she traverses the world and seeks out her destiny! Thrown into the wild with nary a leg to stand on, what will our gelatinous heroine do next? Will she become a savior? Or this world's very own Demon King!?
"Wouldn't you mean Queen? Aside from that, please stop talking like I'm not here."
But at the end of the day, there is one foe that she just may never slay. Despite all her efforts, will she be able to overcome the barrier that is ... her marital status!?
"Alright, I'm going to devour you too."
We hope you enjoy the thrilling conclusion!
"It really isn't that exciting. Please don't expect too much."
"Do you want to live forever?"
The answer to this question is usually yes, despite the seemingly endless stream of cautionary tales based off such an offer. But really, who can say no to an offer of immortality? To never grow old, to never get sick, to never die...
Once, Evren was a man who would have easily accepted such an offer. Once, he believed that he could never grow bored of living in a world so full of life, adventure, and mystery. So when he recieved a seemingly-miraculous offer from an ancient being, he didn't hesitate to accept.
But every deal has a price, no gift comes without strings attached, and some might say that immortality is the greatest gift of all. Not Evren, though.
No, for Evren, immortality is naught but a curse that he desperately hopes to be rid of- No matter the cost.
Sci-fi dungeon crawler.
Set in the far future when humanity has reached the stars and finds it is not the first to do so. Alien technology has been left behind by a long dead race. Ancient cities, abandoned starships, temples and fortified bunkers all contain artefacts and devices far in advance of what humans have been able to produce. Technology that feels more akin to magic, so powerful it can allow a single person to dominate a star system. But these relics of another time have been left well-defended and behind bewildering and impenetrable security measures.
There are those who are compatible with the alien technology, who can augment themselves to face the evermore extreme protocols in the depths of the alien ruins, and by doing so attain greater power. And there are those who just want to sell what they find to the highest bidder.
The rewards are high, but you have to be prepared to go further and risk more to discover the greatest secrets of a civilisation that vanished long before the first human walked upright. Secrets that could irrevocably change humanity's future, or end it.
My name is Nicolas
Nicolas "Nick" Siegel.
People say I’m weird.
I don’t know why, and the voice in my head won’t tell me.
Oh well, never mind…
You want a cookie? I baked them myself. With love~💕
This is a story about an atypical player in a typical VR fantasy game, (re)written by an author—that's me—who still sucks at delivering synopsises.
Follow the adventures of Nicolas "Nick" Siegel, alias Elric Walker, alias the Wandering Knight, alias the Reckless Imbecile, alias...Victoria—Wait, what? Okay...err...Follow Nick Siegel, a young...man(?) afflicted with mild sociopathy and a worsening case of split personality, as he tries to make sense of the world around him and travels the virtual reality of Untold Tales, battling against undead butterflies, strange curses, and himself, and maybe find love.
I swear this is a romance!
(Previously: “Tales of the Blood Princess”)
[Sexual Content] is present only in specific side-story chapters which are entirely skippable if you do not wish to read them.
Real reader's comment:
"World War Chicken has been fought. The area is destroyed, blood has been spilled, and the wrecks of the machines of war lay scattered. Mothers have cried, children have been traumatized, and only holy fire can burn away the foul creations spawned in its wake.
Oh, and a grown man made a complete fool of himself."
– by Dosahder, at chapter B0-C07.1
"Saying it starts slow is kind of inaccurate. It's more like a long rope attached to a speeding car. Eventually the slack in the line runs out and you're hooked."
– by ErgoPhobia, on the 13th Dec. 2017
Ever been a god? Well, I was!
Until I died.... and got judged by the other gods! Apparently, they didn't like the whole "My Faith is the only true one!" idea.
Oh, and for the record: The Apocalypse wasn't intentional, ok? In my defense, I want it to be known that my enemies threw the first stone and the whole 'Offer the other cheek' just isn't my thing.
Seems like, for punishment, I get sent onto a vacation! Or so I hope?
It's here, a rewrite? Yes! I would like to think that this version will have better grammar, better jokes, hopefully, everything better. Since it was my first work and started solely to improve my English, the grammar always caused me headaches when I looked at it.
Well, and there are the plotholes which appeared with the whole multiverse thing that came with my other works... Let's just say that the first one was never written with the idea of turning it into a series.
So let's get a shovel and fill-up the plot so that hapless readers won't fall into those pitch-black pits. They might break a knee! Or worse, vanish forever.
And now the disclaimer everyone knows:
I was asked about reading my work on other sites. The answer is simple: Currently, I am not active in any other networks than royalroadl.com. Only here, I correct mistakes and errors. If you read it anywhere else and have to pay for it or have to deal with an annoying amount of advertisement, You Are Being Betrayed. You would do good if you make other people in that network aware of it. This is a free project of mine for the purpose of having fun. And if people try to make money with it you shouldn't bother visiting their website. The only one whom I actually allowed to have my work on his website is Armaell who invested the time to compile them into pdf. (http://armaell-library.net/author/andur)
Chapters will post every Sunday.
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Nic Tutt is a good student. He excels at all subjects. But his education serves only one purpose—to gain entry into the Ransom School.
Ransom is the most prestigious school in the country. Its alumni are destined to become the future leaders of Ranvar. Politicians, statesmen and, in some exceptional cases, mages. Only the brightest and the best get into Ransom.
But Nic doesn't care about any of that. He isn't determined to get into Ransom to further his prospects or better his career opportunities. He has another reason to want to enter Ranvar's most famous school.
Leon and his father, Artorias, are the last remaining scions of a once powerful and illustrious family of lightning mages. After barely surviving an attack that destroyed their home fifteen years ago, they now live in the dangerous Northern Vales, a desolate wilderness far away from civilization. But those who want them dead are strong, patient, and relentless, and it is only a matter of time before they find the two they seek...
Posted first on my website, wardenreading.com, which will be 4 chapters ahead of anywhere else I post. Expect new chapters every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday around 10 am CT
I have taken the WriTE Pledge, meaning that I will see this story to completion, no matter how many eons it may take.
Now we've all heard stories about people who died and were born again with their memories intact. The form of the reincarnator changes from story to story: human, elf, orc, slime, vampire, goblin; you name it, someone wrote it. But what if you were reborn in the most common of houshold objects?
What would happen if someone reincarnated as a fork?
Involves: merciless fork jokes, monsters, magic n' all that stuff, some profanity, maybe some gore (i'll keep it light), fork philosophy, and if you got advice on where to go next with the novel, comment, coz I only got a hazy outline. Read my other novel here: http://royalroadl.com/fiction/13058/odyssey-of-the-unrivalled
The gods have been known, in times of great need, to summon a hero from another world. In ages past, they have summoned mighty warriors from other universes to fight as their champion and save the world from darkness.
Unfortunately, the gods are not all-knowing, and they can make mistakes. Sometimes what they get is not quite what they were expecting...
An AI calling itself Schema has assimilated earth into its system. As a consequence, everyone gained access to status screens, power-ups, and skills. This AI turned these concepts from fiction to fact. It's easy to become intoxicated with leveling up and becoming stronger. To some, it's too good to be true like living out a dream.
For Daniel, however, it's closer to a nightmare.
He's in a bit of a predicament. Cracks in our dimensional fabric have unleashed terrifying beasts from dark, abyssal places. Schema organizes these cracks into dungeons, giving the native species of the planet a chance to fight back. Daniel finds himself trapped in one of these dungeons. Not long after, he discovers there's only one way out.
Kill or be killed.
This is a lit-RPG inspired by the Fallout series of games and the Legend of Randidly Ghosthound.
Schedule: 15,000 words(50 pages) a week, or five chapters. Working towards a daily schedule though.
I have other fictions! *They're of questionable quality*
Here's Monsters Dwell in Men
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Here's my Youtube Channel as well, Monsoon117
Saskia thought her life was finally getting back on track after the accident. Then she got trolled.
Now she's up a tree the size of a planet, and all who meet her either run screaming or attack on sight. If everyone would just calm down and stop trying to kill her for one moment, she might get a chance to explain that this has all been a horrible misunderstanding.
Contains light GameLit/LitRPG elements, but no number crunching.
Chapters average around 4500 words / 16 pages. Updated weekly.
Cover art by MrZombie.
Jack had always wanted to be a Shaper, to form pure life-force into obedient beasts and monsters and lead them into battle. Unfortunately, the only way to Shape life-force is through the use of Patterns, and the knowledge of how to make Patterns was lost when the old-world fell. These days, what Patterns remain in the world are closely guarded by their owners, who charge exorbitant amounds of gold from anyone who wants to use them.
It took Jack years of scavenging in the ruins of the old-world, evading deadly traps and ravenous monsters, to gather the gold needed to pay for access to a Pattern and Shape himself a pair of hunting Hounds, and take the first step into realising his dream.
Story will contain unusual/harem relationships!
Other Tags: Monster Evolution
The thief was confident that it would be another heist like any other. Steal the mark, get paid, retire, gamble away any money not spent at brothels, and come out of retirement. Again. That was how it was supposed to go. Only, the woman he was stealing from was a noble vampire, and he wasn't expecting to get killed and reincarnated as a puppy. Now, left in the underground dungeon floors of the city's tower, the infamous thief must adapt to his four-legged and fluffier life and quickly if he doesn't want to get turned into a snack by monsters several times his size.
To make matters even more difficult for him, he finds himself bound by a curse to not only hunt and devour the strong but to evolve and become his killer's cerberus. Though, none of these struggles are as difficult as the itch behind his ear that just won't go away.