A world of chaos.
A world where the stronger is the boss.
A world where the stronger eats the weaks one...
In that world ... A creature was born that has never lost a fight ... A creature that is later known as the strongest one... This creature goes by the name of Asura.
I'm also in Webnovel.
Fen and her sister are orphans. A dead mother, a missing father. They make due. While her sister works to support them, Fen dreams of adventure, to board one of the great, flying ships and explore the world. But her birthday is coming, and the time for dreaming will come to an end.
A special necklace, a map and a message will soon send Fen out into the world in hopes of finding her father and healing her family. It seems however, that she isn't the only one looking for him.
(Credit for Cover Placeholder: Artem Chebokha. Artstation)
An ordinary Russian guy, Sergei picks a fight in his neighborhood, defending a little boy. Problem is, the guy he's just defeated vanishes into thin air, leaving Sergei to discover he now possesses the ability to turn time around.
On top of that, Sergei can now travel between worlds. He acquires even more mysterious new skills and abilities. And he discovers there're many others just like him in our world.
Sergei finds his own place in the secret community of the Seekers - creatures with superpowers. He even teams up with a few of his new buddies, planning to strike gold in one of the neighboring worlds.
Sergei has no idea that his every step is being watched. He's being shadowed by the Darkest One - one of the oldest Seekers around who'll know no peace until he gets hold of some of Sergei's unique abilities.
Grey and his friends are egg thieves with a moral code. A job to find the rare and expensive moon hawk egg will see them hire a crew of troll pilots, get on the wrong side of sky poachers, cross paths with a veteran soldier and his elven carer, and meet the silent tribe out on the snows. Each of Grey’s gang all have their own plans for the money they’ll make. But first they need to get their hands on the egg.
Azazel, an angel in the service of the god of justice, has been banished to the human realm, and told he must make himself a king among men. His kindgom, Tir Shazelle, has fallen under the threat of a powerful demon king, Malkira, who has been kidnapping people from their homes for some terrible secret project.
The truth is, Demon King Malkira has heard the prophecy of The Third Genesis; a time when the gods will fall and there will forever be peace in the land. Malkira desperately wants to see the dawning of this new age, and will sacrifice anything or anyone to get what he wants.
A man, which is in some sense "reincarnated" is thrown into a fantasy world. Where he spends his days finding out what he is and tries to uncover the truth of the world. This story focuses on the most important moment of his life.
The 1.Chapter is the best introduction of his personality and the general direction in which the story heads.
Mana anomaly, this is what I would most certainly describe myself as. For humans, I would probably count as some weird form of a sentient dungeon, although I have no core.
Dungeons are mana anomalies like me, but still different to a huge degree. They are somehow semi-sentient and have basic "primal" instincts, ...
King Arthur is dead, fated to return in Britain's time of need...
But what if the Knights of the Round Table return first, and not as you expect?
This is the story of Thade Sloan, a young man who discovers dangerous secrets about the nature of an ancient prophecy, a decaying legacy, and who he really is.
He had been chasing immortality since he picked up his first wooden staff.
He had went through countless, incomprehensible trials and succeeded them all.
He had even bested the mightiest champions and earned himself the title of World Champion.
Even he could not stand against the mighty forces of the Gods and their pantheons of ruthless warriors. Driven by fury and regret, he used his own body as sacrifice to made his last spell.
~ A spell to redo everything.~
Sui the most hated player in the game he kills low-level players and kill important NPC and kill steal one day he was spawned killed to Level 200 Mage to Level 0, he deleted that account and start anew and came back 5 years later he started to kill players again until 10 years later he spawned killed a spoiled brat to level 170 to level 0 little did he know that girl father was a gangster and killed him in real life however that wasn't the end of his story he reincarnated to his past-self, armed with experience and knowledge he set his life anew to become the strongest hated feared player in the game and try not to die like the past life he thought... but why does everyone call me Cute Evil Slime?!
A map drawn in dragon blood allows Kublai to travel anywhere in an instant, with nothing more than the prod of a finger.
No castle walls can prevent him from entering. No armies can stand in his way.
He will conquer the known world and build his empire from the ground up.
In a land where all the goddesses are dead, the world's greatest assassin becomes a necromancer.
The goddesses won't stay dead for long.
Follow a kids adventure to becoming the Mercenary King
The daughter of a wealthy family finds herself at the mercy of a series of unfathomable misfortunes.
Caught between her past and present she searches for the truth of what happened eight years prior.
Can she hold on long enough to save the remnants of her broken family?
Or will she be lost in a world of nightmares forged in cold flesh...
As the title dictates you shall make the story of which I've placed no effort! Please entertain me and yourselves.
Polls and first commenters influence the choices made regarding mostly everything.
Halp... 2nd times the charm?
This is a fan fic set in the brilliantly crafted world of Chrysalis, which RinoZ has generously given permission for me to post.
Our hero is no transmigrated human, but a genuine monster, spawned from the rich mana veins running beneath a fungal expanse. Unlike other Claw Centipedes, this hatchling is special, gifted with sapience and cunning. Both of which are useful tools to hunt and kill and eat with. Maybe even more useful than claws and stinger. (Probably not). Please join them as they seek answers to life's big questions: Is that edible? If so, how do I kill it? And can I get my kin to do most of the work?
Cover image credit to MAF Plant Health and & Enviromental Laboratory under the Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 Australia License.
Two short romance scenes written as an exercise. First one is 3rd person, second one is the same scene in 1st person from Drake's POV.
Caleb inherits his uncle's Replicator, a machine used to create mercenary companions for adventurers.
Unlike other companion farmers, Caleb’s replicator machine is “broken”. It has none of the kingdom-enforced restrictions, so the only limit is his own imagination and the ingredients he can acquire. All it takes are three ingredients to represent the soul, mind, and the body.
He awoke in the darkness, with no memories, except one. His name. Jack Tychi.
Follow Jack on his adventure as he ascends the tower to find out the truth behind his missing memories.
It's my first fiction guys. Don't be too harsh :P. Please comment what you think. Going to be two releases a week maybe more. Not trying to keep to any word limit. Thanks.
After some time, I will up my releases, but for now, I'm still writing ahead. Only on chapter like 8 atm.
Is there anyone hearing?
Well, lack of audience is not something that has ever stopped me before.
Name is Jack. This thing down there is the story about me getting screwed over into actually finding meaning for my life and that of others. There is alcohol consumption, foul language, deaths, soul-eviscerations, enslavement, wars, magic, dimension rifting, and, of course, shitty unicorns and such. In short, all the good stuff needed for you to enjoy my suffering.
Yeah. So, come along, grab your can of beer and let's hear this fucked up tale about a depressed guy becoming able to slay dragons, wizards, kings, and boredom. And then come here bother you.
Oh, I am Peter Parker? Ok, Cool. That's cool. I can deal with this.