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The 43rd Page

Aha! It is I, Ryx, your rival till your last breath! Don't tell me you've already forgotten about me. I mean, sure, the Shadow of Depth haunts us throughout the Solaris continent, but you should at least try to defy the unstoppable march of forgetfulness for someone as precious as me, eh? I just hope the Children of The Sun will hurry up and find all the remaining pages and bring back the light with the use of the Little Spark. I've heard that the curse has fully enveloped Solarae, and now its shadows are nearing Montumbra and.. Veldoria. Yeah, I'm quite literally SOBBING while writing this letter because of that fact. After all, the Beastman nation means a lot to me, and I don't want it to collapse just yet. Alright, enough about me. How's that sly fox doing these days? I bet he's still regenerating after the fight with that fiery guy. Damn, I never knew someone can be that annoying, can't he just.. stop with his mindless shenanigans? By the way, can we discuss the absurdness of the power the Elemental nation possesses? All we have in our arsenal, of course, is the Radiance and Umbra magic. They have that too, but it seems it wasn't enough for them! To be able to control THE elements of nature? Gosh, I envy them to a point that you can't!..Argh!.. Oh! Speaking of Radiance and Umbra, how's it going with your Equilibri training? You've always been known for Umbra practically leaking out of you, and I'm SO sorry that you didn't have the chance to see my reaction when I heard you began attending Radiance control lessons. I'm sure if not already, you're close to balancing out these two forces... Hmmm.. it seems that I went too much out of topic, giving TOO much needless context which you have already stated that you can't comprehend. Well then, I suppose the merciful old me shall grant you mercy by ending this letter... BUT! Before I'll do it, I'm giving you a heads up that I've trained day and night and strengthened my bond with my Protector, so be ready for a rematch soon! ̷H̷u̷g̷s̷ ̷a̷n̷d̷ ̷k̷ ̷ ̷ ̷ ̷f̷o̷r̷ ̷a̷ ̷b̷e̷t̷t̷e̷r̷ ̷t̷o̷m̷ Cheers, Your Rival.
tiactica · 705 Views

Lifelong drama.

Gato, James, Paari, Meiraba, and Alex—five peculiar kids who met in school, each misunderstood by the world but perfectly understood by each other. They called themselves the "Five Little Monkeys" because they always climbed into trouble, fell together, and laughed harder when they hit the ground. Gato – The Perfectionist Dreamer With his obsessive-compulsive habits, Gato folded papers into perfect squares, arranged books by color and size, and couldn’t sleep if the light switch was flipped the wrong way. James – The Kind Fool James had a dangerous kindness; he’d give away his lunch to anyone, forgive too easily, and trust too soon. People often stepped on him—but his true nature was known only to his friends. Paari – The Cold Thinker Paari was the cold one—quiet, sharp, calculating. He was their rock. Meiraba – The Silent Observer Meiraba rarely spoke. His anxiety locked him in his head; crowds made him freeze, and words got stuck in his throat. But when he was with his friends, he became a completely different person. Alex – The Puppet Master Alex was charming, clever, and manipulative—a boy who could twist any situation to his favor with a smile. His manipulation ran so deep that even before trouble arose for his friends, he had already solved it. As children they fell, got up, and fell again. When Gato panicked, James held his hand. When James cried, Paari made him see the truth. When Paari's darkness grew, Meiraba sat beside him in silence. When Meiraba wanted to run from the world, Alex gave him courage. And when Alex played his mind games and got into trouble, they lent him their hands. Tags: school, office, romance, kid, comedy (For your doubt there will be no sword fight or using of scissor.) tags- Multiple mc, romance, best freind, misunderstanding, yandere, tomboy, submissive girl, teacher, ofice romance, Milf, daughter etc.
Abyss_Light · 748 Views

VILLAIN'S REBIRTH: LORD OF THE UNDYING

Do you know what it feels like to be utterly betrayed by the world? That crushing ache in your chest when even your own parents sell you out—trading your life away for loose change, handing you over to a nameless organization when you were just five years old. The trauma, the agony, the inhuman experiments—they tore into him like wolves, again and again. For ten long years, Ethan endured unbearable pain, his fragile body pushed past its limits until it finally gave out. Death came for him like a silent mercy. Like a broken toy tossed into the garbage, he was discarded without a second thought. Forgotten. The organization believed his story had ended. But they were wrong. So very wrong. Ethan’s story hadn’t ended. It had only just begun. He awoke in the realm of the dead, standing before the god of death himself. And for reasons beyond mortal understanding, Ethan was chosen—named as the god’s successor. Power surged through him: the power of death itself. But that was only the beginning. Unbeknownst to anyone—not even his parents—Ethan had already been marked by another force. The goddess of life had chosen him at birth as her successor. Her gift, however, was sealed, set to awaken only when he turned fifteen. And on the very day the god of death bestowed his blessing upon him... Ethan turned fifteen. Now he held dominion over both ends of existence—life and death. With his dual inheritance, Ethan could summon the fallen from the afterlife. But these were no ordinary undead. No mindless puppets or rotting corpses. His creations were something far more terrifying. Far more divine. Infused with the essence of life and death, they were immortal warriors—soldiers who could never truly die. They required no mana, no spells, no rituals to regenerate or rise again. Because they were not just undead... They were eternal. Now, Ethan sets his eyes on something greater. Within the very organization that once crushed him, a single desire consumed his mind: power. Power to rise above all. Power to ensure he would never be trampled again. And he would stop at nothing to seize it. A child who had never known love, Ethan now sees the world through a broken lens. And even when a clearer one is offered—when someone tries to show him light—he turns away. He’s grown used to the shattered glass. It’s familiar. It's comfortable. So begins the tale of a boy forged in agony, who walks the path not of a hero… but of a villain. A soul devoid of empathy or sympathy. A heart stripped of trust and untouched by love. With only his immortal legion—bound to him by unbreakable loyalty— And his own unwavering will, Ethan embarks on his road to conquest.
Jaxk_snow · 1.4k Views

One Piece: The Living Devil

"Rosse... huh..." Rosse stared blankly at the boy in the mirror, momentarily at a loss for words. The boy in the mirror had a smooth and fair face, well-defined features, exuding a sense of cold and stern aura. His deep, dark eyes shimmered with captivating light, and his whole body radiated a noble temperament. He had transmigrated, or perhaps it was memory awakening, and directly became a Celestial Dragon. ’This is just, way too good!’ However, his identity was a bit awkward. His name was Jaygarcia Rosse, a standard Celestial Dragon name, and his grandfather was Jaygarcia Saturn, one of the current Five Elders, and also the first Five Elder to be removed in the original One Piece. ——— [Ding! Defeat System at your service!] "Defeat System? What's the function?", Hearing the pleasant system prompt, Rosse felt even better. ══════════════ [Host: Rosse] [Strength: 63/100 (G+; even Marines are stronger than you)] [Overall Rating: A (All you’ve got going for you is status)] [Abilities: None] [Skills: None] [Note: Defeating enemies grants you rewards equal to the enemy’s overall rating -1. Killing or crushing the enemy grants a reward equal to the enemy’s current overall rating.] [Note: You can only receive the kill/crush reward for each person once, and defeat rewards do not conflict with kill/crush rewards.] ══════════════ TAGS: #EvilMC(Not morally gray but total dark MC) #Clever #MultipleFemaleLeads ═IT'S A TRANSLATION═ RAW: 海贼王:活恶魔
AmbitiousTransltor · 1.1m Views

Naruto: the Uchiha Rules the World

“Kindness built upon others’ suffering is the most hypocritical kind of kindness.” — Uzumaki Kushina ——— A bloodstained Uchiha boy was carrying three human heads, walking toward the main gate. All three heads wore masks, their faces unrecognizable. This boy was Rengoku, who had rushed back from the Kusagakure after being rescued by Muku and Ryuzetsu. He exchanged one piece of intel for a special rapid treatment. He didn’t dare to stop, not even to change clothes, and headed straight for Konoha. Rengoku arrived at the village gate, and gatekeepers Kamizuki Izumo and Hagane Kotetsu immediately stepped forward to confirm his identity. “Uchiha Rengoku, mission in the Kusagakure,” While flipping through the file in his hand, Hagane Kotetsu glanced at the heads. “Did something unexpected happen?” ——— “Looks like I made it in time,” Hearing the clan meeting had just ended, Rengoku also let out a breath of relief. He had been rushing all the way, not even changing clothes, and finally made it back before the night of the clan extermination. The Uchiha clan meeting had already concluded. Konoha had already learned from Itachi about Uchiha’s planned coup. Danzo had probably already given Itachi the order to annihilate the clan. Itachi was likely contacting Tobi in the past few days, preparing to take action. But since he had made it back in time, there was still a chance to gamble. ——— Rengoku, this was just the beginning. As long as he protected the Uchiha clan, the clan members would provide him with an endless supply of chakra. The rise of the Uchiha was the path to his own strength. He would ultimately become the god of the Uchiha. And even, the GOD OF THIS WORLD. ═❀═ITS A TRANSLATION═❀═ RAW: 火影忍者:宇智波统治世界
Ambitious_Guy · 514.7k Views

Bloodweaver

Kai's story begins in a cold holding cell - with no memories and nothing to live for. Just pain and rage. Broken, like the world around him. That’s when everything went black... The next thing he knew, he awoke as a mutant! Seven years earlier, in 2020, the Z Virus outbreak shattered the world. Cities fell. Beasts and monsters ravaged the streets. And from the chaos, mutants emerged - humans twisted by the virus into something more. A gift and a curse. But Kai didn’t mutate from the virus. He was made. The first and only stable artificial mutant, created by the twisted genius Dr Nyx - a man who failed to replicate him and spiralled into obsession. Tortured. Experimented on. Pushed to the edge. Kai finally escaped after his awakening, but the scars remained. And so did the power. Now free, Kai is cold, calculating, and merciless. His ability to manipulate blood - his own or others' - is terrifying. But to him, it’s just a tool. One he’ll wield without hesitation. In a ruined world ruled by the Association, mutants, and the strong, Kai has no interest in saving it. He wants answers about his past, the truth behind his mutation, and revenge on the man who tormented him. Only one thing is certain: He who bleeds last writes the story... even if it’s in crimson ink on the bones of the fallen. This is the story of the Bloodweaver! Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real events, locations, or people are purely coincidental and not intended to portray anything. P.S. This is my WSA 2025 entry so I hope you enjoy! If you do, please leave a review and vote with Power Stones!
BerserkBaldy · 148.8k Views