Raj Ramesh a night shift worker from India jumps to his death and finds himself Trans migrating into the octal worlds. Unexpectedly he makes the wrong choice and is tricked into becoming a tree. He is given a name not of his own choice but by one of the Eight Lords that rule the Octal realms, Amerjin Isaiah. In the deeps where no light reaches. Demons prowl and proliferate and monsters fight each other like, Umm. Monsters. He is left to fend for himself like a lonely, feeble, poor tree. Or is he?
"Selling Pill to increase your power by one step of anything you're cultivating! "Price will start at 100,000,000 dollars. increase must not be less than 10 million!" Every night at around 12 AM, the shouts of someone selling something from a small store would be heard. But inside this store were races that had never been seen on this universe. Even Gods came to this small store to buy items from a simple looking young man.
Thousands of years ago, the creators of the universe, the Elder Things, were overthrown by the seven new gods. The Elder Things were thrown into the Void and the seven gods reshaped the universe into their own. One day, the Elder Things reawakened and terrorized the reshapen universe. When one of the seven pondered upon a way to combat these deities, he noticed that the souls of deceased warriors were resonating within the stars. These warriors were gathering strength and would possibly be exalted into godhood. He devised a plan: to brainwash these warriors and turn them into heroes who could fight the Elder Things.
"As the birds fly in the sky, the sun glistens with glory, man walks the Earth and animals...also walk... Aw! This is too hard."
*Just make up something cool*
"OK.... As the rivers flow over the mountains; they puke out frogs. But not just any frogs; frogs with celestial energy. Frogs that destroy worlds with a single jump and shoot deadly lasers from their eyes. They wander the damp caves of the coldest regions of the universe; searching for a powerful foe.... "
*This is hopeless!*
" Humph! Why don't you give it a shot?"
*Don't mind if I do.*
Join the journey as the most confused yet dedicated hero in the universe sets sail for an unimaginably long and dangerous road.
He can crack any vault. He can dissipate any spell. He can beat any technique. He can outsmart any genius. He can pass through dimensions and travel through time like child's play.
Along with his amazing system. They are set on turning the world upside down.
"Now you're just bragging!"
A thematically dark and overall morbid fantasy isekai story with an emphasis on karmic justice and revenge; along with elements of horror and the supernatural.
I am not sure if I will ever fully be able to tick off the little Grimdark tag in the corner over there, but the setting of the story will have its fair share of violence and tragic backstories. That being said I do not wish to just make this a run-of-the-mill and angst-ridden romp through some ultra edgy world, so hopefully, I can have enough thematic twists, dark humor, and impactful character-building moments that I manage to catch some of your eyes.
So, in lieu of a potential spoiler-ridden synopsis I will leave you all with just a prologue for the time being.
This is my first submission to Royal Road and I may not have many updates to begin with, but as time goes on I hope to be heavily ensconced in writing this story for myself and all that show interest in it. I am ever open to criticism and realize that I may need to make a fair amount of amendments, so I look forward to even the negative feedback any of you may leave. (Being that it is criticism and not just blatant insult, though that can lead to its own insights as well.)
So without further ado, I shall leave the prologue of my first published literary venture down below.
When highschooler Miko spends her time in the safety of her room with almost no social contact except from her family, she spends her time playing games and watching videos.
As her perception of the outside world becomes warped, she is suddenly brought into a world between her reality and someone else's messed up fantasy.
Having to encounter the different types of people and dangerous situations, will her views stay the same?
Will she stay the same?
Will she... survive?
**Illustration from Wonder Egg Priority
In this world of the Mok Soul, every creatures have distinct features.
People who travels to this world from Earth are called travelers. They have the ability to snatch the distinct features of the local creature.
Our MC is one such traveler.
Along the journey,
he found friendship and treason. He encountered eternal love and deep hatred. He experienced happy endings and tragedies.
- All that make him a mature young man.
He found strange creatures. He encountered strange materials. He experienced strange events.
He has some abilities the others lack. He lacks some abilities the others have. But he can't stop his adventure no matter what.
- All that make him question what existence is?
Oh, he is our MC, Cank.
Nicholas was a normal 20 year old working at a fast food joint when he was yeeted by a gold finger to the past on an alternative time line.
Its now 1605 and huge towers that touch past the clouds have appeared suddenly over night. Nick now has to survive in the past with the massive dungeon Towers.
-this story takes place in the past but 99% of the characters will be made up and the events as well. (I think massive towers filled with monsters will change the timeline.)
-this story can get grim but its not a grimdark. Its more realistic with the gore.
Laura Kemp is an ambitious seventeen year old attending Greenstern, a school for young witches. Laura is just trying to keep up with her studies when she unexpectedly overhears a mysterious conversation late at night in the library. Someone is plotting something, the whole school could be in danger. Along with her best friend Violet, they set out to save the school from dark and evil magic. Little do they realise the danger they are putting themselves in goes far beyond what they could have ever expected.
Hi, I'm Bee May, the faery of knowledge.
Inside the Plane of Creation, every living being has a story to tell and my job is to write those stories!
When these beings meet each others, their story mixes and a bigger story comes out! So Exciting!
And then there is Fate, It's mother boss... and It's ever greedy for a juicy story! So from time to time Fate cheats a bit and pulls a string here or there to make the story more interesting, I forgive him tho... It's more fun to write spicy stories!
But... sometimes Fate gets really bored and its Coin appears, the Coin can make any wish become true... But... At what cost?
>Chapter lenght might vary!
>I'm not a pro writer nor an English speaker.
>You will find errors, if you can be so gentle to correct me I'll learn from my mistakes and try to be better!
>Cover by Sara Planargia, commissioned by me!
>A special thank you to my friends for all their support : Niya, Esquartejador, Ele, G Fighter.
Tsurumi Sho is a 17-year-old second-year high school student. He was a struggling manga artist or a freelancer who was famous for writing the worst of the worst stories. One day, while working on his manga he was accidentally killed by a resident in the apartment who was trying to commit suicide.
When he came to, he was in the middle of nowhere, and in front of him was the gate with the heading-
“WELCOME TO HELL”.
Genre: Fantasy Western Noir
Once the Republic Marshals brought order to the chaotic lands along the Frontier, facing dangers both human and supernatural with ancient wisdom and a six-gun. But that was a long time ago. Destroyed by conspiracy and betrayal, all that remains of that secretive order is one nameless man on a trek West seeking revenge on the woman he blames for the their fall and his disgrace.
When a visitor from our world joins him on his journey, they together will have to confront the horrors of a strange land, the mysteries of the past and the real purpose behind his quest for justice.
The World of Tellus is what the century would have looked like if the stories of Poe, Ambrose Bierce, and Lovecraft and William Hope Hodgeson were real. History in this world moves slower. The old faiths persist and civilization never conquered the dark corners of the earth —at least not without being inextricably changed. The people in the world tend to spend more time pursuing their elaborate revenge plots or procuring the next sacrifice to the old ones rather than advancing technology. Imagine Cormac McCarthy by way of Edgar Rice Burroughs, though a little less testosterone drenched than that description would imply.
Three warnings: First, there are deep mysteries here, including how such a world came to be and who controls it. Second, it is not wholly unconnected from our world, there is not historical point of divergence. Things, powers and people can move between the worlds, though often they become trapped. And finally, this is not a setting that lends itself to happy endings.
The Abyss, a city of endless rain.
A place where secrets are kept and fought over, and those with them burned or designated heretics. Magic, Machine, Mages and madmen, this is a city of many possiblities and all sorts of people. Organizations are hidden beneath the earth, and the poor hidden in the underbelly of the city and its periphery. The rich rule the highest reaches, and live to enjoy their lives in the Meridian; a city within a city.
All this changes...when a fog rolls into the city, deep and dark, silent in its treading.
"Tear's of eternity, fate never cries. Breathe fire into the sky, swing your sword, let the arrow fly. I am the man immortal, the man who never dies.
I am the Magic Man, bending mana and reality to my preordained plans...who then wishes to serve me? Learn from me? Be...me.
We are the gods of 3, spirit, mind, and body...within us, you shall come...within you, your death will bring horror to some. Tread well, for even the greatest of 3 can be felled..."
"The edicts of the gods are spoken vaguely amongst mortals, the real question is, anyone have a light?"
"Becoming a genetically altered human with the blood of angels, demons, beasts, gods? A mage who can wield any type of magic that can be concieved, of any class type mixed together with almost 100,000 class mix types and varieties? Or maybe you want to wield a artifacts and items, a collector of creations...no no...maybe you want a power! something exotic? Just takes a little cost, come to my vending machine and choose. The cost for it is under the can, try one but if you try two.. the cost will change accordingly and the results may vary. Care to try the Divination vending machine? this one will show you what there is to offer, though...there are over 1,000 of those machines here so it may take a while to look through."
i looked up beyond the endless machines, walkways, and moving platforms, swaying and moving as if alive before me in every direction i could see. To think i could come across the rare god Spectre? No, he must have brought me here for a reason. No god i have met so far didn't want something from me, need me to purge a dimension, or wipe the scurge from the surrounding Sanctuary and expand their following base and tributes. However, Spectre never started with these things, it all relied on chance, choice, and the chosen. Me.
"How about this..." i lit up a Vanillgirette, a vanilla laced cigarette any fare traveler i've met would know me for, "What...would YOU reccomend?"
"Hmm..." The god, hidden behind the visage of a mask with curved cheeks and concave diamond shapes holes for eyes that glowed with myserious light from his divine eyes, though for a moment before within his voice i felt a smile bloom like warm rain, "i can give you something that isn't any of the 1,678,999,998 choices i have amongst the machines in this little pocket dimension...how about i give you a machine itself?"
i flicked the ashes from my ciggarette a little too hard, almost dropping the damned thing as my eyebrows scrunched together, "The...vending machine itself?" i didn't expect an answer like this.
He slowly reached up and slid his mask from his face, a man with almost the same features and age as myself was shown before me, "My young...young descendant, how could i not do well for family? you didn't expect an answer like this you think? Well, i didn't expect such a curious question myself" He laughed, clapping his hands.
The world turned dark, the machines flickering out of life like dying stars, and before i knew it i had appeared in the grimey mirth water filled alley i had previously been standing in. A poster before me, old in style that said, "Take a chance...a chance for the curious". A holographic isometric art of half an armored man and half an armored floating companion wielding fire, as you moved it would change into othe characters with different items and elements lined up around them.
What had i truly asked for?
i looked down at my wrist, the watch that every player and person had upon their wrists, and noticed it was different. Like an old controller, an old gameboy, it had a cross button and several A, B, and component switches. Plastered across the top was "Primeval Controller", *DIng* i almost jumped.
The sound of a quest, and i wasn't in a portal or dimension this time...i was in the heart of the city of the damned, where all things could happen.
God has taken me from my old and boring life and sent me to another world, where I can finally achieve something with the gift that God gave me. I found a loophole in the gift and used it to live a good life!
(AN: This character will represent me going to another world with my current knowledge and personality.)
When Ethan met his untimely end at the hands of a gang that had tormented him his entire life he found himself before a being that called itself Nexus, the creator of all. For some reason Nexus decided to revive Ethan into another world. Now reborn in a small elven village as the son of two loving parents Ethan, now Altair hopes to finally live a life he can be proud of, a life that he can enjoy to its fullest. But his old life keeps haunting him in his new life making him a social outcast in this new culture he had been born into. But still, his new life was happy. Until tragedy struck and he was left with only one thing in this new world, a saying that he would have to remember for a long time: "Life is not a fairy tale!"
Nobody knew what the world was like before humans, besides the things that came before humans of course. Nobody knew what came before Archons, besides the things that came before Archons of course. False, the MC is a human reincarnated as an Archon so he doesn't know any of it actually.
Jack, a 16 year old boy who intentionally failed high school when he found out it was pointless once he realized he was learning things in 10th grade that he knew back in 3rd. So he took a year off, bought a large van, spent 20K of the 80K set aside for college remodling it, travelled the country geniunly enjoying himself before some sorry fuk shot him as he was driving, but they were by a cliff, so being the spiteful human he was he drove his van into the shooter, and they both died.
[If anyone has any good artwork suggestions that would be appreciated, even I can handle only so many pictures of nude Satyrs... although there are some nude humans as well]
Nine years after the murder of her father, Charlie Elburn returns home to take on the fate she's bound to by blood: becoming the next Guardian -- someone who has undergone extensive training and mysterious rituals in preparation for ensuring her land remains free of demons. But she only has six months to learn nine years' worth of fighting, magic, and general knowledge before she's forced to prove her worth to the three deities who have been bound to the land since time immemorial.
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The Emerald, a mystical gem that is known as the source of infinite energy. From the beginning of time itself, this gem has been used by many people throughout the ages. some used it for wealth fame and power, others used it for prosperity and economic development. Regardless of the reason what they used it for, it was clear that not everyone could use it. it was an omnipotent power. But 1 Billion years ago a disaster took place. A fight broke between the two sacred celestial beings over the possession of this power. The fight was brutal and as a result, the universe was left in the dust. Removing the ancient Civilizations that were living. The aftermath of that fight had shattered the Emerald into 11 pieces that scattered throughout the universe. Time or space did not have any control over it. Like the Emerald, even life kept on moving forward. Enter Ken Kawasaki, an 18-year-old human who had a coincidental encounter with one of these shards that bonded with his soul. After committing a grave sin, he becomes an adventurer traveling the harsh space He now plans to fix his mistakes by becoming the next overlord of the universe!
Billy, a middle schooler and aspring writer, struggles to fit in among his peers. Constantly retreating to the world he has written, Farcesia, can he confront the problems in his life and make a good ending for the people of Farcesia and one of their citizens, Fantasia?
The world of man knows only of science and to them, that is all there shall be. Cultivation is of myth and fiction things kids dream of that allow them to be heroes/villains to each other as they pretend. As the portals emerged across Avalar it was the day of reckoning among humanity. One after another beast from all forms of fiction popped out and with them came the ORBS. Mysterious balls of light that granted the user immense power, with these orbs The New Age of Man, Beast and The World alike will come through. Rapid evolution is on the rise and now it's humanity's turn to take part.