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"You are nothing to me. I have never wanted you, neither will I accept you now.  Go, I never want to see you again. If I do, I may not be able to hold back from killing you with my own hands." Dean watched his father say to him. Raised by his grandmother, Dean Connor had a hard life until he graduated from college, proposed to his sweetheart, and planned to start a big business. But one night, everything changed. He ended up in jail for a murder charge, with no one to support him, not even his fiancee or grandmother. Also, he only has three years to live. Will he escape this nightmare and take revenge on all his enemies or will he perish as a loser?

Priamos comes from a poor family with a single mother raising him. This world where the Greek gods are active and normal, they now seek priamos for being something that the prophecy holds. Medusa’s Son.

The war between demons and angels that has raged across countless worlds is now spreading to Obsidian. Thousands of independent city-states have ruled the Obsidian world for centuries, rising high above a dark, wind-tossed ocean. The Obsidian world is now threatened by an all-out war between angels and demons. Book 2 focuses on the third archangel, Mikhail, and how their decisions affect the world surrounding the war. Sides A and B offer different perspectives on a single-choice play-out that changes the story forever.

Edgar faced his early death with full of questions, since he just passed beside the clouds. He still longed to meet his dreams for the family. His spirit never accepted the status to his life, when he loudly heard the horse above his head. He apparently exhilarated that somebody may guide him to go back the earth. However, the horse converted his image into a satanic face. Why did Satan epiphany to approach him? A little far from him, a shimmering image which identical the white angel," Edgar, don't approached him because he's the reason of your early death," such time, Edgar got befuddled if he may accommodate Satan or not.

When the heir to the most formidable conglomerate finds himself as a lowly live-in son-in-law, every move he makes seems ludicrous. Those who try to decipher his unconventional behavior wonder, "In a world where hierarchy reigns supreme, where the poor tremble before the rich, and the wealthy claw their way to the top, how does he fit in? A wretched pauper without fear. Where the hell does he belong?" And for those foolish enough to challenge him, thinking their power's invincible, soon realize they've underestimated true strength. Concealed beneath the guise of a lowly son-in-law, he wields a power that can bring even the mightiest to their knees.

The gods have forsaken this world. Where lost souls gather in small groups to avoid the wrath of the gods and the youth travel endlessly in search of foundation. The cold isolation means there is no love, no redemption, only an endless loop. Odis is stuck in the pergatory, travellng from city to city doing mercanery work, sometimes the impact of his life is good but most times he has no control over fate. Until an odd day occurs and a young girl begs him to escort her - and a new born baby - across the country. A chance for redemption. A chance for Divinity. And a twist of fate which will decide the fate of the world.

After almost ten years of an epidemic that destroyed the balance of the world, now there was a new virus that had started to attack plants. The impact was that anyone who consumed the plant will die in just a matter of minutes. Ethan was a young man, the grandson of one of the most respected breeders in the district, who had thoughts on how to stop the virus outbreak which continued to reduce the population of living creatures in a crazy way before the year 3333 came. Until finally, he carried out a test on a substance that he had just obtained from the center of a very, very damp and scary forest. But the problem now was, no one wanted to believe Ethan, he was even considered crazy by some of the people living in the district. Ethan, who really wanted to convince everyone that his research had been successful, injected this substance into his body, and suddenly all the unreasonable things began.

Damon Oswyn, lost his parents when he was young. They died when during a beast tide, saving the city. They were hailed as heroes of the city, and Damon's life should be luxurious, but things never go as simple as that. Humans have honor, bravery, kindness but at the same time they are filled with greed, envy and jealousy. Things took a turn for worst as time went on. Read the story of Damon to see what he went through and how he stood on top. -- The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. -- I originally published on webnovel but lost access to the account. I wrote to them but they never responded. So I'm republishing under different novel name and creator name.

For four years, Rael Vinsion devoted his life to Noorhaven state, fulfilling his master's command. Under his guidance, the once ruined state rose to become the most advanced and prosperous region. But, when peace finally returned Rael was betrayed. He trapped and imprisoned by the governor’s family, his would-be in-laws. They laughed and believed they could claim the fruits of Rael’s labor without lifting a finger. Unbeknownst to them, they weren’t seizing victory. On the contrary, they were digging their own graves.

O Bored Prowler of the white pages stained in dark ink. Do ye tire and lose interest in the scrolls of endless writers that tell the dry tales of Systems? Of modern men who traverse through time and space to arrive in fantastical worlds where they achieve naught but baseless journeys? Of tasteless worlds with no intrigue, failing to grasp thy mind? If that be the case, hearken unto me, O Prowler! Let me appeal to thy desire for adventure and darkness, bringing thee into the world of LEASTRIA, where ye shall follow the story of foul men born from distorted shadow! Where selfish Stars toy with fate from their Odd Demesnes! Where the Enlightened, the Sorcerers, the Cradlers and the Genuine Accursed roam and rend the Sheltered Lands with their obscene lust and greed! Where ye shall follow the story of the Cursed Child as he seeks ‘The Bringing’ and rises from meagrehood to significance under thy eyes. Hearken unto my voice and begin this tale, if ye fear not to prowl in Mythology. Do ye dare, O Prowler, to be lost in true Fantasy? ---------------- I will be posting this story on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun