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Ryo Kenzaki was good at being invisible. Just another high schooler, keeping his head down and waiting for each day to end. Then a star fell from the sky. When Ryo pulls a dying woman from the crater it leaves behind, he learns the world he knows is already breaking. Beyond it lies the Hunting Realm—a place where monsters are born from fallen Hunters, and something is beginning to push through. Hunted by a creature he cannot understand, Ryo is dragged to a sanctuary between worlds and forced into a choice that was never really his: take up a Kizugami, a living blade forged from wounds, or die before dawn. But the blade doesn’t obey. It judges. As the weapon begins to search his soul, Ryo is pulled into a war he never asked to join—one shadowed by an impossible Eye in the sky, a relentless Kaimon on his trail, and an ending that may already have been decided. Ryo never wanted to be a Hunter. But if becoming one is the only way to protect what remains, he’ll have to answer a far more dangerous question: When the world strips everything from him, can he still stand as himself once more?

Original ONGOING Portal Fantasy / IsekaiTime LoopUrban FantasyProgressionWar and MilitaryActionMysteryPsychologicalRomanceApocalypseDystopiaFirst ContactGender BenderHigh FantasyMagitechMale LeadMartial ArtsMythosReincarnationSteampunk Warning: This fiction contains: Graphic Violence Profanity Sensitive Content On the empty street, a lone figure walked. A black coat draped over a white shirt, stained in dark, uneven patches that had yet to dry. Black trousers followed the same muted tone, blending him into the night as though he belonged to it more than the world around him. His hair was black, unremarkable at a glance, yet his eyes—sharp, brown, and unwavering—carried a quiet weight. Not exhaustion of the body, but something deeper, something that had settled within him long before this moment. Blood marked his clothes. Fresh enough to glisten faintly beneath the dim light, yet old enough to cling stubbornly, refusing to fade. The road remained silent. No footsteps but his own disturbed the stillness. No distant engines, no whisper of wind—nothing. Only a single street lamp stood above, casting a weak, yellow glow that felt… insufficient, as though it illuminated less than it should, leaving parts of the world just slightly beyond reach. And in that dim light— Something about the scene felt incomplete. Then, without warning, the streetlight flickered. Once. Then twice. Then irregularly, as though something unseen had begun interfering with its rhythm. The shadows shifted with it—but not entirely in sync. A fraction too slow. A fraction too late. As if they were no longer bound perfectly to the objects that cast them. NOTE:- Please only read if you are ready to imagine the extreme gore and all types of mortal cruelty. Also available on Minkly.io in audio form

Warning: This fiction contains: Graphic Violence Profanity Sensitive Content Power is never free. It is paid for in blood, memory, and choice. Five hundred years after the fall of the God Emperors, a boy named Eklavya walks a path stripped of protection, inheritance, and certainty. He leaves behind clan safety not for glory, but for responsibility—unaware that his body carries memories his mind has long buried. This is not a light power fantasy. Cultivation here is brutal, political, and unforgiving. Strength is earned through loss, survival, and restraint. As ancient enemies stir and hidden truths claw their way to the surface, Eklavya is forced to confront a question greater than power itself: What kind of man survives long enough to claim revenge? Dark cultivation, slow-burning emotion, ruthless battles, and a tragic, escalating journey against fate itself. Read Against the Eternity—where survival is a choice, and eternity is the enemy. Note:  This is an original novel written entirely by me. It was first written in my native language and later self-translated into English, so you may notice slight variations in phrasing or flow.”

After dying in a tragic accident, Michael Yoon wakes in a world of magic, transmigrated into the body of Beira Braemar, the daughter of a powerful duke. Stripped of her old life and trapped in a body that finally reflects the person she always knew herself to be, Beira must navigate noble politics, dangerous magic, and a future already decided for her, including an engagement to a prince she doesn't remember. But something is wrong. Memories that aren’t hers surface without warning. Magic responds to her in ways it shouldn’t and unseen forces are beginning to move behind the scenes. Forces tied to ancient powers, twisted bargains, and something far older than the kingdom itself. As Beira struggles to reconcile who she was with who she’s becoming, she must decide: Is she living someone else’s life, or finally claiming her own? (Updates Saturdays at noon cst.) (I am also releasing this story on Scribblehub and Royal Road.)