The saying goes that when a man is born the Fates weave his destiny and swaddle him in it. Then one day the man dies, and the swaddle becomes a shroud. Heaven moves on.
It is audacity to question the Fates. Olympus is Olympus. The land of men is the land of men. To transgress that, to cross the line of divinity and scale Olympus Mons? To defy the Fates and cast off their threads?
That is hubris. It’s a mark that every philosopher bears plainly on their soul.
[participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
After experiencing five years of an adventurer's life, Arcanist Sylar Wershin now spends his days catching up on developments in Essence Studies and teasing apart the functions of arcane trinkets and artifacts discovered by him and his companions throughout their time travelling the realms of Resham. An unexpected accident during the study of his latest subject of intrigue, however, displaces him across the Planes beyond what any known spell is capable of achieving.
Now finding himself lost in a realm rich in previously-limited Transcendental Essences, however, does he truly even want to return back to his old world? If nothing else, plagiarising - ahem, learning new spell structures by observing the local Mages should prove entertaining. Sure, there were new dangers in this foreign world, but they wouldn't be anything a fancy bit of spellwork couldn't solve.
Though, he would appreciate it greatly if someone could explain to him just what this 'cultivation' business was, why the local Mages were all muscle-brained freaks obsessed with immortality, and why they all seemed to lack any appreciation for the finer details of Essence manipulation. That would be nice.
Sometimes, the multiverse needs expanding. That's where I come in. But, unfortunately, being a deity isn't all fun and games (and is incredibly complicated), as there are always things working against you. Not even the God of the Multiverses can change that.
Twelve souls were chosen to expand into the void surrounding the known universe(s), and were given a grace period in which they would experience a relatively safe expansion of their domains. Once that period is up, however, they are free to interact with each other...and what lurks in the depths of the Abyss, the Void, and the Primordial Chaos. I am one of those souls. And let me tell you, this shit ain't easy. Between trying to raise mortals into an immortal army, with which I can defend my domain, dealing with my children, and trying to maintain the balance between all realms of existance, I have my work cut out for me. Sigh. Now I know why, back on Earth, gods worked in mysterious, invisible ways. There's just too much to be done.
Formerly called RE: Deity
Each human contains a spark of divinity. Only a few learn to access it, but for those few a reward awaits them in the afterlife.
Meet Karlus, a 26-year old construction manager who managed to access his spark. Join him on a journey of discovery as he explores a new world and new powers and meets new friends and ancient heroes to help him along on his journey.
A western-style Xianxia with a few other tropes.
*Note: I started this on a whim and updates will be sporadic and slow. I'm mainly posting here to allow my friends easier access for proofreading, but if anybody else wants to read and comment then I'd welcome your criticism as well.
No romance. Language. Drug Use (kinda). Gore.
[This fiction is on indefinite hiatus. I'm currently acting as a 24-hour caregiver for my step-father who had a massive heart attack. I apologize for disappearing so quickly, but sometimes that's just life. I'll return as soon as possible. Sorry everyone!]
Zhao Gang, after hundreds of thousands of years cultivating, has finally reached the penultimate threshold. He is ready to ascend to the level of True Immortal.
Driven by the need for a place his enemies won't find him, Zhao Gang puts together an audacious plan. He has developed a revolutionary new formation which will allow him to ascend while on even the lowest planes. To avoid drawing attention, he has to choose a plane that is relatively desolate, however.
He chooses Earth. Fast forward three thousand years. Zhao Gang discovers what his work has wrought - a cultivation-free culture that has delved the deep mysteries of creation - he can't help but think how this tiny little planet devoid of natural energy could affect the course of all creation.
There's only one problem. For that to happen, he has to succeed in cultivating Earth.
Notes: Chinese names should be ignored in the social context - they don't mean anything. Sorry for slaughtering such a beautiful tradition.
This novel starts off slower than most. If the slow-roll isn't your thing, you might want to give this a pass. If it's not for you, I understand. Also, releases may be broken up into smaller chunks. The goal is 5k words, but definitely more than 4k. If you see a short release, be aware that more is probably coming.
I'll be honest and say that I'm struggling with each new scene, if only because I want to balance the scope of vision with good pacing. I hope the work I put into it is worthwhile.
A young man stumbles into a deep, lost cavern, he seeks power and prestige, the ability to become someone, anyone, worthy of praise.
When he finds an ancient crypt festooned in jewels and precious things he thinks himself the luckiest man alive.
And then the lich in that crypt wakes up and kills him.
That’s me. I’m the lich. Honestly, I just want to go back to sleep, and there’s no one, no ‘god emperor,’ sect, or uptight martial artist that’s going to stop me.
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Everything has happened before and every instrument sounds the same.
Grudges held for generations, with no sure source of blame.
From this world seed would the skies cast a dice in its favor.
But it does not learn, it does not change.
Who would dare approach the gates?
Ripped from the comfort of our world, David and Alice must face the demons of the past and enemies of their own making. To defy the heavens is to change the world, and nothing ever changes. Except when it does.
Xianxia, done in a different way.
[participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
Mana Artists rule the world, and the path to power is a well-kept secret, restricted to state-approved programs and universities.
Akari Zeller will never be a Mana Artist. Not if society has its way. She's a Bronze with no money, no family, and no connections. But technology is advancing too. And to a skilled hacker like Akari, no secret is safe forever. The dark web holds the keys to true power, advancement, and her only chance of survival.
A collection of short stories set in the same world as Forge of Destiny. Some are in universe stories or fairy tales, same are more traditional short stories. All of them are topics chosen by my patrons. Stories in progress can be found on my Discord, which can be found at the end of any chapter of the main story. This anthology will contain completed stories after they have remained exclusive for one month.
Theo's adventure ended with his mentor's hands around his neck. The betrayal cost him his friends and allies, everything he had built... but not his life. Though broken and powerless, Theo has one last chance to enter the Nine Worlds, wielding the expertise of his first lifetime. This time, he needs more than just power, he needs to unravel the deception that killed him once... and is coming for him again.
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In the modern world, qi is money.
The days of traveling martial artists and mountaintop masters are over. Power is controlled by corporations, modernized martial arts sects, and governments. Those at the bottom of society struggle as second class citizens in a world in which power is a commodity.
Rick is a young fighter in this world. He doesn't dream of immortality or becoming the strongest, just of building a better life for himself and his sister, who suffers from a spiritual illness. Unfortunately, life isn't that easy...
(Author's Note: After the first book's successful run on Amazon, I'm posting the sequel chapter by chapter here as well for all the fans who supported me.)
This story is being rewritten.
Here’s the link to the new version:
When Raven Night was alive she had, since the age of three, been trained into a deadly killer and by the age of 25 her prowess had become legend; she was beyond a shadow of a doubt the most deadly assassin the world had ever seen. They called her the night songstress and every man and women in power feared to one day hear her "singing" - for it would be the last thing they would ever hear. It was then that the young miss Night was sent on a mission she refused to complete, and as a consequence she was hunted down and killed. As darkness claims her, she cannot help but feel resentment - would her countless slaughters, on other peoples command, be her only legacies!? However, to her surprise, the darkness faded once more and she found herself reborn in a world of magic and martial arts. Perhaps this time around she would create a better legend for herself? Warning: Tagged 15+ for Gore, Violence, and Strong Language. Donations given will affect the release speed. Visit snowy.pub/donations for information.
This story is dropped. I'm sorry.
In short: Weak to strong, but there's always someone stronger. Wholesome twins try to navigate a cruel and selfish world.
When a mystic has reached the peak of their world’s growth, they are able to ascend, leaving it behind in favor of a higher, more potent plane. Since the dawn of existence, ambitious prodigies have pushed the boundary of what seems possible, ascending beyond countless worlds in search of the peak.
Hong Tang Kiro… is not one of those geniuses. However, his twin sister just might be. Secluded on a border world and selected for their talent in fire mana, the siblings are unknowing participants of a centuries-long experiment, hosted by a powerful eccentric on the verge of immortality. Follow the twins as they learn of and attempt to escape their predicament, before venturing out into the wider world(s).
The world of Verre is a strange and wonderful place filled with strange, bewitching landscapes, hidden planes and daunting dangers. In the midst of this wonder and beauty is a harmonic anarchy. Earth and heaven lie opposed and mankind wars with itself as well as the fearsome beasts they live alongside. It is the right setting for myths and legends. Empires and kingdoms, heroes and villains, all rise and fall. Men, women and daemons compete on this stage seeking godhood, making names for themselves and establishing legacies of their own.
Born into one of these legacies is Valerian Steelborn of the House of Cragsveil. Blessed with keen acumen and remarkable abilities he steps into a world he expects a lot out of and it, him. How far would he go and what legacy would he leave behind?
Additional Tags: Qihuan / Xuanhuan, Magic, Politics, Cultivation, Team Battles, Multiple Realms
Schedule: The update schedule is twice a week; Tuesdays and Saturdays at 10pm-midnight GMT. So twice during weekends and again on weekdays.
Dorn, a 3,000 year old silver Space dragon, has only wanted two things in his life: revenge, and the time necessary to get that revenge.
Kiera is a migrant farm worker, running from a troubled past, and doesn't expect the rest of her life to go anywhere. She's already given up hope of ever going back to her homeland with her head held high, and getting justice against those who drove her away.
Dorn builds a dungeon in the hopes of amassing a trained human army for his vengeance, and Kiera takes the chance to help, hoping for reciprocation. But the past is a murky thing; events are not always what they seem, and those who should be allies are frequently the greatest of enemies.
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A legendary sword is left behind as a legacy by his master, the Godking. Trapped for millennia, the sword's spirit awaits the day he'll be set free. Will his new master be worthy of inheriting the Godking's legacy?
Written by the author of The Blue Mage Raised by Dragons and Demon's Journey.
"Dragon Heart" is one of the top-rated Wuxia LitRPG novels in Russia. The author has been writing the story for only one and a half years, however, it already has 1500 chapters spanning 18 books. The whole story is planned out and will have over 2000 chapters and 20 books. The version in Russian has been read over 30,000,000 times. This story has made Klevanski the #1 or #2 author on the 4 biggest self-publishing sites in Russia. Right now, "Dragon Heart" is being translated into English and published chapter by chapter on several American sites.
HERE ON RR IS PUBLISHING THE THIRD BOOK OF THE SERIES.
You can buy the 1st books on Amazon or read it for free in Kindle Unlimited.
BOOK VI: LAND OF MAGIC
BOOK VII: LAND OF DEMONS
BOOK VIII: LAND OF THE ENEMY
BOOK IX: LAND OF PAIN
BOOK X: LAND OF WAR
BOOK XI: PATH TO THE UNKNOWN
He was born anew in a world where martial arts were indistinguishable from magic. He’d only received a neuronet and meaningless desires from his past life. What lies ahead? He’d dreamed of adventure and freedom, but those dreams were taken away from him. The same way his mother, father, and sister had been taken away. They took his Kingdom, they even took his destiny. But he is willing to wage a war, against the whole world if need be, to bring everything back. Even if a whole army opposes him, his sword won’t waver. Even if the Emperor sends entire legions against him, his step won’t falter. Even if demons and gods, heroes and villains alike, unite against him, he won’t bend to their will. His own will is iron itself, unstoppable. His name is Hadjar and he heeds the call of the dragon heart within him.
This novel contains uncensored scenes of battle that may or may not include depictions of violence and gore. Read it at your own risk.
Here I am, sitting on a mountain so far away from civilisation it might as well be the godforsaken arse of the world, about to ascend. Can't wait to leave this crapfest of a planet... Turns out that the higher ups decided that an unaffiliated rogue like me is too big of a risk to let run around free.
Seems like this entire cultivation world is a late stage capitalist money making machine for the powers that be in the higher realms, and me stealing the good loot in front of their descendants and sect disciples noses finally pissed them off enough to take action.
First, they sent all the sect masters and hidden dao protectors to off me - which failed, obviously. Heh, afterwards they simply bitch slapped me out of their universe though.
That is interesting and all, but I just woke up in a valley watching some critters murder each other while trying not to freak out about how bad it smells here.
Soo… where the fuck am I? Why is that deer fighting a feathery squirrel? Why am I teaching this baby rabbit saved from a cannibalistic mother how to kick beings in the face with the power of qi?
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Please check out my released books!
The Dao of Magic: Book I - Amazon | Audiobook
The Dao of Magic: Book II - Amazon
The Dao of Magic: Book III - Amazon
Skeleton in Space: Histaff - Amazon | Audiobook
Skeleton in Space: GalaxSec - Amazon
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